Date: Fri, 03 Jun 2005 03:15:03 +0000
From: Brad Goodman <bradgoodman30@hotmail.com>
Subject: Laws of Love - Chapter 2

This story contains erotic fiction about the teenaged boys and adult men.
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Laws of Love
Chapter 2
By: Brad Goodman


There he was standing there mouth gaping open and too afraid to move.  I
stood up and walked to the boy.  I was searching for the words and then
finally he spoke.

"Sorry coach.  I just needed to use the phone."

"It's okay.  You know that you shouldn't be here now.  School has been
closed for a while and I didn't think anyone was here." I began explaining.

"Yeah, I know coach."  He told me almost laughing.

"Well, Nick, you know that it is normal that most guys jerk off."  I wanted
to continue but he cut me off.

"It's alright coach.  I got two older brothers and they do it a lot.  I know
all guys do it.  I won't tell anyone."  Nick replied.

"Thanks Nick.  I don't need this getting around school." I told him.  He
nodded then I asked him "Why are you still here?"

"I was skateboarding on the bike ramps and tables outside and forgot the
time.  My mom told me I could stay and she would pick me up but I think she
forgot."  Nick informed me.

"No problem.  You can use this phone."  I pointed to the one on the desk.

Nick proceeded to call his house but to no avail.  No one answered.  He
called three times over the next 15 minutes and I showered while he kept
placing his calls.  The coaches shower room is in the back of the office and
has no door but it is walled up a bit.  I saw Nick looking at me as I was
walking around naked and when I caught him I could see him turn red.  I got
dressed and went out to the office.  Nick seemed timid like I was going to
say something to him about looking at me.  I didn't say a word about it.

"No answer Nick?" I asked.

"Yeah, I think she went out." He told me.

"Ah, sometimes moms get so busy they forget things."  I told him.

"Yeah, but she forgets a lot Coach.  I don't think she cares about me or my
brothers.  They are in high school and just come home when they want."  He
explained.

"I am sure she cares Nick.  You are a nice young man.  I can't imagine she
would forget you on purpose."  I tried to reassure him.

Nick became bolder "No, she doesn't care.  She is always going out and
hooking up.  Once she was gone for 5 days and didn't tell us.  It's okay
though.  Nobody notices me, so I am used to it."

"That can't be true Nick.  I see you talking to your friends at lunch and in
the hallway.  I know they care about you even if they don't say it."  I said
to him feigning a smile.

"They are okay Coach but they make fun of me behind my back because we are
poor and live in the ghetto apartments."  He explained.

"Nick, there are no ghetto apartments around here.  I am sure they are fine.
  The problem is the kids in this school are spoiled and have parents that
have given them too much."  I told him.

"Well, compared to the other kids I do live in the ghetto."  He replied.

"Maybe you should try to call your mom again."  I queried.

"Okay." Nick replied.

Nick picked up the phone and began dialing.  While he was dialing I began to
take in the beauty that was Nick Perez.  Nick was short for an 11 year old.
He was only 4'9 and weighed about 75 lbs.  He had short cut black spiky hair
and light brown eyes.  Nick was Hispanic but I would have sworn he was white
or mixed.  His skin was a slight olive complexion and he had cute freckles
on his face.  He had a small button nose and cute little ears to frame his
sweet innocent face.  Nick was wearing an oversized shirt (definitely a
hand-me-down) and loose black jean shorts with a fire design on them.  The
pants hung down exposing his red Hanes boxers.  He had smooth hairless olive
complexion legs and wore tan Vans.  He had on my favorite ankle socks and I
was beginning to realize how cute he was.  He was definitely a skater and
the exact opposite of Ian.  Ian was a respectful and polite boy but he
lacked the warmth and genuine appeal that Nick possessed.  Nick broke my
concentration when he hung up the phone.

"Still no answer?" I inquired.

"Yeah.  I don't know what to do!" He told me.

"Well, I tell you what.  I will drive you home."  I told him.

Nick looked happy "That would be cool but if no one is home I don't have a
key.  I lost it a few weeks ago."

"That is okay.  If no one is there we will go get a bite to eat and then
check back afterwards."  I smiled brightly at him.

Nick nodded and we gathered up my things and his backpack and skateboard and
headed to my car.  I am a teacher and currently have a very modest income
but I left college with about $21,000 and a very nice car.  Thanks to the
alumni and an easily bribed NCAA representative our program's athletes were
well taken care of.  We went to my car and Nick's eyes just widened.

"Wow, this is your car?" he exclaimed.

"Yeah, what do you think?" I asked him.

"It is so cool.  Are you rich?" he queried.

"No, not at all.  It was a gift when I played football in college.  I am a
teacher so I have no money."  I laughed.

"They gave you this car for playing football.  You must have been pretty
good.  Cuz, like, a Viper is so cool."

"Thanks.  I could hold my own on the football field but I was not great." I
explained.

Nick smiled a huge toothy grin and quickly hopped into the car.  When I
started the engine it always made my balls vibrate.  I am sure Nick felt the
same and giggled.  I sped out of the parking lot and onto the road.  He
directed me to his house all the while perusing my CD collection.

"Man, you got a lot of cool CDs."  He told me.

"Thanks." I replied.

We got to his complex and he was right.  For this area he did live in the
ghetto.  To be honest I had never been to this part of Sugar Land.  It was
literally on the other side of the tracks.  Just as he speculated, there was
nobody home.  We headed to the nearest McDonald's and sat and ate for over
an hour.  It was already 7:30 and we had just spent the last hour talking
about Nick.  He had told me how he struggled in his classes and really
didn't like school.  He had mainly Cs and Ds and was not much of a student.
I learned his dad was never a part of his life and his mother drank a lot.
His brothers were mean to him and he didn't get along with them either.
They were in a lot of trouble at school and were actually in alternative
school for drugs and fighting.  Nick was quite shy and soft spoken but had
opened up to me and touched my heart.  When he was done after an hour of
talking I wanted to never take him back home again.  I was falling in love
with Nick.  I knew at that moment the difference between what I had felt for
the other boys I was attracted too and what I felt for Nick.  The difference
was quite simple.  It was the difference between lust and love.  I wouldn't
have looked at Nick twice on the street but right at this moment he was the
most beautiful boy in the world to me.

We had to head back to his apartment to see if anyone was home but I
secretly prayed no one was there.  God works in mysterious ways and to my
surprise my prayers were answered.  No one was there.  I told Nick we could
go to a movie and we headed to the First Colony Theater.  We picked an Adam
Sandler movie and went in.  We saw a couple of my students and they said hi
to me but they seemed to ignore Nick.  At that moment I realized just how
invisible he was.  He was just one of those countless skater kids to the
other children.  To my surprise I saw Ian and Michael there.  Shelly had
dropped them off to watch a movie and they were going into the same one we
did.  Halfway through the movie I needed to pee and went to the restroom.  I
took a stall because I refuse to pee at a trough like some kind of animal
and there were no cute boys in there.  In fact no one was in there.  When I
opened the door Ian stood there.  He walked into the stall and shut the door
behind him.

"What are you doing here with Nick Perez.  He is such a loser.  He is a
banger."  Ian told me scornfully.

"He came in right after you left and needed to use the phone.  His mother
forgot him and no one is home.  I didn't feel right leaving out on the curb.
  And please don't call him a loser.  He really is a nice kid.  You just
need to get to know him."  I explained to Ian.

"Well, I am not interested in knowing him but I do want to know you better."
  He explained candidly.

Ian moved closer and our bodies touched.  I was caught up in the lust for
him and we kissed again.  I ran my hand inside his shirt and felt the warm
pale skin that I had lusted for and masturbated to for just over a month.
We heard the door to the restroom close and I quickly sat down with him
depositing his cute buns in my lap.  He wrapped his smooth legs around me
and I caressed them sliding my fingers into his shorts and boxers just deep
enough to feel the edge of his ass cheeks.  When the person left the
restroom, we headed out behind them.  We both knew now was not the time or
the place for anything more.  I lusted for him so much but I didn't want
Nick or Michael to put two and two together.

When the movie ended we all said our pleasantries and headed off in our
different directions.  It was just after 10:00 and still no one was at
Nick's apartment when we got there.  I finally decided to take him to my
house.  I had a nice 2000 square foot, two bedroom patio home.  I had used
my $21,000 `college stipend' to make a down payment on the property.  It is
amazing what good credit and a friend in the bank loan department can do.
The key was the deposit.  It was only 12% of the price but without a car
payment I could afford a little more on my monthly house note.  Nick was a
bit ripe from skating and sweating and I told him he would need a bath.

"Then what?" He asked.  "Do you want me to put on the same dirty, smelly
clothes?"

"You can either where a towel or one of my oversized t-shirts until I get
your clothes out of the washing machine."  I replied.

"Maybe you can wash my boxers quickly and I can sleep in them until the
other clothes are ready in the morning."  He offered.

"Great idea, Nick.  Why don't you use the bathroom to get undressed and then
hand me your clothes.  I will wash your boxers in the sink and then put them
in the dryer.  It should only take a few minutes."  I explained to him.

My house only has one really big bathroom shared by all.  The master bedroom
has one door connecting to it as well as a door that leads to the living
room.  The other bedroom is on the opposite side of the master bedroom.  The
master bedroom, the living room and the guest bedroom are connected by a `T'
shaped hallway with the bathroom sitting on the top of the `T'.   Nick was
not bashful and he stripped with the door ajar.  He did wrap a towel around
himself as he gave me the clothes.  He left the door open slightly as he
drew a bath.

"You just gonna leave the door open?" I asked him laughing.

"I do at home, I still get a little scared when I am locked up alone."  He
candidly told me.

I had a huge mirror opposite the tub and by strategically placing myself I
knew I would be able to see everything but when I went into the master
bedroom to get some clothes to add to his, I noticed he had left that door
wide open.  I peeked in to see him sliding into the water with his back to
me.  I saw his completely hairless smooth ass as it slowly submersed in the
water.  It was so firm and round I wanted to run in and have some of his
rump roast but alas I did not.  I watched him as he lay facing the other
way.  He began to soap his body in the water and then he raised his cock
just above the water line and I saw the most beautiful sight I have ever
seen.  Nick had a small cock which was hard already.  It wasn't more than 3
and half inches long but it was sweet.  It was circumcised and he began to
soap it rubbing it so nicely.  The wood floor creaked under my foot and I
backed away quickly.

"Coach, is that you?" I heard him call out.

I was afraid he had turned to see me back away from the door but I played it
off.  "Yeah, I am just getting some clothes to add to yours."

"Okay, I bet."  Nick replied sarcastically.

I gathered the clothes and headed to the laundry room and loaded the washing
machine.  I took his boxers to the sink with some detergent.  I ran the
water and put in a drop of the liquid soap.  I took a quick wiff of his
boxers and inhaled his boy scent before I washed them.  I could smell his
boy sweat with a faint trace of pee and boy cum in the front of his boxers.
I even found a hard crusty place where a small portion of his boy cream had
dried.  I licked the spot to taste his sweet essence.  I wanted to get back
to my boy show so I quickly dunked and washed his boxers.  When I was done,
I placed them in the dryer.  I then quickly hurried back to the bathing boy.
  I wanted to go around to the master bedroom door again but I looked into
the mirror and found him facing the opposite way.  It was like he was
watching for me.  As I looked him over in the mirror I saw him sitting in
the corner of the tub with his back to the wall and his ass on the lip of
the tub.  His legs were stretched out pressing him in place by bracing his
feet against the tub wall.  I could here his elbow banging into the side
wall.

Nick wasn't looking for me he was beating off.  He had both hands cupped one
over the other and rocked his hips back and forth.  He was jerking off
really hard.  I had my 7 and half inch cock out and in my hand in no time.
I had never seen a boy that age jerking off before and I was so turned on I
didn't care if he caught me in the hallway right then and there.  I couldn't
really see his little cock due to his hands but the thought and sight of his
naked, wet body was more than enough.  Plus the sound of the thumping of his
jerking elbow on the side wall was more than I could bear.  Nick began to
cum and he let out a little moan.  I knew he had a small amount of cum
because he licked something off his thumb.  At this point I began to shoot
my man sperm everywhere.

I must have pulsed out 10 shots of cum.  With all of the excitement in this
day I am surprised I ever stopped cumming.  I had to use my shirt and shorts
to wipe up the mess before Nick came out.  I had just made it to the couch
and turned on the television when he came out in a towel.  He walked right
into the living room and sat down on the couch next to me.

"All clean?" I asked.

"Yeah" Nicked panted out.  He smiled very warmly at me.

"Maybe I need to check." I told him.  With that I lifted his arm and shoved
my nose into his pit.  It smelled like soap and he giggled from the
attention.

"What's next?" Nick inquired "Do you want to smell my ass crack?"

With that lewd remark he laughed uncontrollably.  I reached over and tickled
him until his towel became partly undone and it slide off to the side
revealing his smooth olive skin and the side of his ass. His crotch
unfortunately was still covered.  He pinched my nipple and teased me a bit
as we tickled and pinched each other for several minutes.  After that we
watched tv for several more minutes.

"Do you think my boxers are done?" Nick asked me.

"Probably, do you want me to check?"  I replied.

"No, I will go."  Nick informed me.

Nick then got up and shabbily wrapped the towel around his waist.  He walked
right in front of the tv and then let the towel fall in the back completely
exposing his ass.  He just stood there pretending to watch the tv with his
ass right in front of me blocking my view.

"Hey butt-boy.  I can see a full moon."  I told him.

"So" he replied "You know you like it."

With that I jumped up and ran over.  I scooped Nick in my arms and as I did
the towel fell off completely.  Now he was completely naked and his smooth
soft skin was in my grasp.  I held him like a dad holds his son when he is
trying to teach him to swim in a pool.  Nick just laughed uncontrollably as
I walked over to the couch and planted him across my lap like he was an
insolent child.

"I think I am going to spank you?"  I told him.

"I bet you will like that too." He replied with a giggle.

"That's it.  Your gonna get it."  I told him laughing.

I grabbed his cheeks and held one in each hand and began to make his butt
talk by pulling them apart and pushing them back together.  I kept making
funny remarks and statements about farting for several minutes.  He squirmed
on my lap and my hard cock began to rub inside my boxers.  Next I pinched
his cheeks alternating back and forth making him say I was the biggest and
strongest person in the world and that I was his favorite teacher and math
was his favorite subject.  He just kept laughing and laying there not trying
to get up or get dressed once.  Finally, I very gently began to play his ass
cheeks like they were bongos.  I would drum on them with my finger tips and
began singing "welcome to the island man, where I drum on your can."  We
laughed and played like that for maybe 10 or 15 minutes and then my cock
betrayed me and cummed all over the inside of my boxers.  I quickly wrapped
up our play and hurried him off to get his boxers from the dryer.  When he
returned I was just getting into the shower.


To be continued...