Date: Thu, 22 May 2003 01:08:06 -0700
From: luvyngcks@hotmail.com
Subject: Lil Dude   Chapter 5

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kindness to all.  - D.


Lil Dude        Chapter 5

A New Family with New Extensions


"Marco."

"Polo."

"Marco."

"Polo."

Jared and Jorge were enjoying the old time swimming pool favorite, a game
of Marco Polo.  Dustin and I were sitting this round out on the edge of the
pool, getting to know each other a little more.

"My family moved here from the bay area about four years ago and I
graduated from Poly High here in Long Beach."  Dustin was filling me in on
abbreviated biography of himself.  "I started going to City College and
that was how I got this job with Social Services.  My counselor advised me
of the opening and gave me good recommendations and I got the job.  I have
worked there now about three years and have been working with Jared for
about two years.  That is how we met, and we have become like brothers.  We
dated some in the beginning, but found out real fast that we weren't good
boyfriend material for each other, but we really liked each other as
friends. Our personalities are really different and we have a lot of
different interests.  We really like being around each other so it works
out good for us this way.  Last year my family moved back up north so now
he is like the only family I have here.
  I'm still looking for Mr. Wants-only-me, Jared's still fascinated with
every cock he comes across and he has to have it.  There was the rub...pun
intended."  Dustin was so open in sharing about himself I was just
listening and nodding with interest as he shared.

"Have you met Mr. Wants-only-me yet?"  I was only curious, no ulterior
motive.

"No, not yet.  But I know he is out there.  I know there has to be someone
that will want to be with only me and someone who I will only want to be
with, our paths just haven't crossed yet is all.  I'm not really into
causal sex like Jared, he lives for it.  I still can't believe I was as
forward with you today as I was.  That was just so out of character for me.
I hope I didn't shock you or give you the wrong opinion of who I am But, I
have to admit I was really attracted to you and I did enjoy it very much.
I did feel kinda funny about it later this evening with Jorge, but it
looked like he was already involved with the action so I just went along
with it too.  What's his story? Is he a boy hustler or what?"

"No, he's just entering that stage where everything is starting with him
adolescence wise. He's testing the waters, seeking answers, sating his
curiosity.  His parents had no time for him; he hasn't lived here in
California that long so he has no friends here.  He is feeling these
cravings and strange feelings never experienced before and has had no one
to listen to him, counsel him or be honest with him as to what is going on
with him.  Jorge thinks he is gay and he knows what gay is, but he doesn't
really know anything of sexual behavior or experience yet, although he
shows a strong interest in sex.

I need to be very protective and patient with him right now, and I am
discovering where that territory is as I go.  I can't and don't want to
raise him in the same manner I was, sheltered regarding anything pertaining
to sex at home; and the negative comments on same sex orientation
elsewhere.  I would hope he will always feel comfortable and open with sex,
learning that there are heavy responsibilities that go with sex also.  I
want to instill in him a sense of right and wrong but not by fear, I hope
to succeed by way of trust, sharing, and loving.  He has only been here
with me for three days, so we are still getting to know one another and
what our roles are as guardian and dependent. It's all still so new for the
both of us, and I know mistakes will be made, I just hope they don't prove
to be harmful to him as we both learn."

"Derrick, you are quite a guy.  Man, I respect you for what you are taking
on; and I can see for myself, how much you really love that little guy.  He
is so lucky to have found you and to have you here for him.  I am glad and
proud I have met you."  Dustin showed real sincerity in his words and his
facial expression.

"Thank you Dustin, and I'm glad I have met you and I hope that our
friendship continues to grow.  The thing with Jorge though, I feel I am the
lucky one here.  Having someone special as this little guy coming into my
life in such a significant way really impacts my sense of where I fit into
the grand scheme of things.  He is so loving, so pure, so needing and so
open that he is the most important part of my life now.  It's just become
so natural."

Dustin leaned over and out of the blue gave me a hug and light kiss on the
lips.  It made me feel warm all over.

"I'm sorry; maybe I shouldn't have done that.  It's just I felt the need
to, to kind of show you what I thought of you.  I hope I haven't upset you,
I am really sorry if I have."

"Thank you Dustin, you haven't upset me at all, it felt really good; and I
feel like you're good friend already."  I smiled my warmest of smiles into
those sparkling blue eyes of his, and could see the warmth in them
radiating back to me.

"Hey you guys, what's going on over there?"  Jared was goading us as he and
Jorge swam their ways over to us.

"You guys making out in public or something?"  Jared had to play it for all
it was worth and Jorge was giggling as if a co-conspirator.

"It's nothing like what you think.  We just shared a warm expression of
friendship was all. You guys make out of that whatever you want."  I
responded straight forwardly.

Their kidding appropriately came to an end and I suggested we start dinner
if we didn't want to be eating at midnight.  They were all in agreement
that was a good idea.  We got out of the pool, dried ourselves as well as
possible while standing and wrapped the towels around our waists and
proceeded back to the apartment.

It was decided to remain dressed as we were in case we felt like a swim
later, after dinner. The guys started making themselves to home.  Assisting
where they could, joking and laughing all the time.  I got the barbeque
going on the terrace and was grilling the steaks, the garlic cheese bread
was on the back of the grill warming through, potatoes were in the
microwave baking, ears of corn were cooking on the stove top, Jorge was
putting together the salad, Dustin was setting the table and Jared was
playing bartender and seeing we were all taken care of in the beverage
department.  It was starting to have all the appearances of a real family
affair.  I surveyed the scene and felt like we were acting out an episode
of 'My Three Sons', everything about it had a good feeling.

We sat down and ate dinner, sharing good food, a lot of light conversation
and some good natured joking.  Each of us was enjoying everyone's company
with great joy, warmth and respect.  After dinner was finished, Jorge and
Dustin started clearing the table and returning things to the kitchen and
helping Jared with clean up in there; Jared cut the watermelon and served
all of us a generous portion.  We relished the sugary sweet refreshment of
the cold melon as it soothed the dinner's palate; sweet sticky juices were
running down all of our faces, chests, hands and arms.  It seemed the best
recovery from this sticky mess would be another swim when finished the
watermelon.  After cleanup of the terrace and kitchen we headed back to the
pool for a short period of swimming before calling it an evening.  Jared
grabbed a six pack of beer, I grabbed some sodas for myself and Jorge, and
Dustin grabbed an extra large tumbler of iced tea. We were back at the pool
in no time.

Of the foursome, Jorge and Jared proved to be the two water rats of the
evening.  Water tag, beach ball tossing, dunking, some attempts at pantsing
each other out of their swim suits and splashing kept those two going for
what seemed hours.  Jared seemed all the kid that Jorge was and maybe even
more, they were enjoying their shared water antics to the utmost.  Thank
goodness we had the pool and whole pool area to ourselves, it felt like a
more intimate and family atmosphere.  After a short time in the pool Dustin
and I pulled ourselves out of the water and just sat there on the edge of
the pool amused at the goings on and continued to talk on a little more.
Jared was downing the beers pretty heavily and I guess Dustin could see the
concern in my expression.

"Don't worry, he just gets mellower the more he drinks, then he eventually
just drops off to sleep.  He's harmless when he has had a little too much
to drink.  It's okay though; I will drive us home and put him to bed when
the time comes.  I've done it lots of times before." He assured me.

"Okay, looks like you really do know him very well and care about
him...just like a brother."

"I guess that is where our relationship has developed and will probably
always be.  I love him, just not in a boyfriend way is all."  He looked
over at me.

"It's good you have each other."

It was now curfew for use of the pool, eleven p.m.  I told the guys we
needed to head back to the apartment before we pissed off the neighbors and
got in trouble.  None of the guys had a problem with that.  Jorge's and
Jared's conditions probably had a lot to do with it also.

Jorge was so dead tired he could barely stand on his own when he got out of
the pool; I wrapped him in his towel, picked him up in my arms and started
to carry him to the apartment.  He became limp as a rag doll as he leaned
his head into my shoulder and was mumbling how much fun he had and what
great guys Jared and Dustin were.  I patted his butt with my free hand and
continued on to the apartment's front door.

Looking over my shoulder I saw Dustin had a tough job on his hands.  Jared
had so much to drink he could hardly stand or walk on his own.  Dustin
pretty much had all of Jared's weight on him and was more or less carrying
him to the apartment.  I could see that Jared was saying something to
Dustin and could see the patience and care in Dustin's expressions as he
would reply.

We made it inside and propped our respective charges on each end of the
sofa to catch our breaths. I looked over to Dustin and felt the same warmth
toward him right now that he had expressed to me earlier in the evening.  I
went over and gave him a tight hug and kiss.  When he looked into my eyes I
could see he understood.  We just stood there and held each other snuggly
in our arms.  It wasn't a sexual expression at all; it was an expression of
affection, admiration and understanding.

"I think we need to take care of our boys."  I broke the embrace slowly.

"Yeah, I need to get Mr. Beer Breath home and to bed so we can make it to
work in the morning."  He replied with warmth in his voice.

"I hope you won't think me forward by offering this, but why don't you guys
just stay here for the night and you can leave for work in the morning from
here.  I hate to think of you driving all the way home and then the job you
are going to have on your hands, getting him inside and to bed all on your
own.  It just seems the easier and more logical solution to the situation
presented to us.  What do you think?"

"Do you really mean that?  I don't think it forward at all.  I would really
appreciate that. Thank you."

"It's no problem. I just felt that it would be easier for you and you can
get a full night's rest that way also."

"Thanks."  He smiled with a grateful expression in his eyes.

"You're welcome.  Tell you what, let's get them both into the shower, rinse
the chlorine off of them, towel them off and put them to bed, then we can
take care of getting to bed ourselves."

"Sounds great to me."

"Okay, let's get Jared first, he's going to be the biggest effort, and once
he is settled into bed we can get Jorge."

We both went over and put our arms around Jared and made our way to the
bathroom.  Dustin pulled down Jared's swimsuit and lifted his legs out of
it while I held him up.  I then turned on the shower to adjust the
temperature.  Dustin and I both managed to get him into the shower with
little physical assistance on Jared's part.  We both needed to get into the
shower with him to keep him from collapsing on the tub's floor.  There was
a lot of laughing and giggling and finally we succeeded in getting all of
the pool's chlorine washed and rinsed off our live mannequin.  Dustin and I
were soaking wet at this point so we shucked off our suits and took turns
drying ourselves before drying the uncooperative adorable hunk of maleness
that was in our care.  I held Jared up while Dustin thoroughly dried him
and then we led him into Jorge's room, while Dustin held Jared, I pulled
back the bedding and we lowered him into the bed.  We never discussed
sleeping arrangements but this just seemed the logical one.  Dustin lifted
Jared's legs onto the bed, positioned him and pulled the bedding up over
his naked body.  He kissed Jared on the cheek and I did likewise.  Jared
mumbled something that neither one of us could understand then went to
sleep. We returned to the living room to get the next one.

I picked up my little guy and carried him to the bathroom with Dustin right
on my heels.  Jorge woke up just enough to be of some help, but not a lot.
Repeating the same process with him; it was just a smaller ordeal this
time.  We were quieter because we didn't want to fully waken Jorge.  After
we got him dried, I picked up my lil guy, and carried him to his room
followed by Dustin.  Dustin pulled back the bedding from the other side of
the bed this time and I lightly placed my loving bundle of flesh on it.  I
pulled up the bedding over him and gave him a kiss on the cheek.  As I
stood back up, Dustin leaned down and gave Jorge a light kiss on the same
cheek.  Jared mumbled something in his sleep, rolled over onto his side,
facing Jorge's backside. Jorge in the twilight of his sleep positioned
himself back into Jared spoon style and Jared's arm moved over him.  They
snuggled tight and joined each other in slumberland at that moment.  Dustin
and I looked at each other, smiled and turned to leave the room.  We turned
off the light and went back to the bathroom.

"Don't worry about Jorge being with Jared.  He won't do anything to Jorge
or hurt him. After we left your place on our way back to work he told me
how much he really liked Jorge.  He said when they went to the bathroom,
they both peed and then Jorge checked out Jared's cock and balls, feeling
him all over.  Jared said they both got hard and that Jorge wanted to see
Jared jack off and cum, so he did.  Jorge tried to play with himself while
he watched.  Jared said that was all they did.  And I believe him.  He
thinks too much of Jorge to do any more with him.  He also said someone
needs to teach that kid to jack off soon so he can start having fun with
himself.  Don't worry Derrick, he'll be okay with Jared, I'd stake my life
on it."  Dustin wanted to make sure I was comfortable with the
arrangements.

"Thanks Dustin, I believe you and I believe Jared.  I can see how much he
does care about Jorge. And I do appreciate it."

I turned the shower water on and suggested we go ahead and take care of
ourselves now.  He agreed and we both stepped into the shower.  We took
turns lathering one another's bodies all over with soap and then thoroughly
rinsing each other, taking time to pay special attention to certain parts
and lingering longer at those points of interest.  After drying each other
thoroughly we hung the towels to dry and turned off the light.

"What time do you guys need to get up in the morning for work?"  I asked
Dustin as we walked toward the bedroom.

"We usually get up around eight because we have to be there by nine."

"Good, that's no problem because I will be up long before that."  My mind
was at ease over that one now, the last thing I needed to do now to show my
appreciation to Max would be for them to be late to work on account of us.

Once in the bedroom we approached the bed from the same side, I pulled back
the covers and he slid in, then I followed right behind and pulled the
covers back up over us.  We assumed the same spoon position as Jorge and
Jared, with Dustin in the front and me in the rear. I laid my arm over his
chest as he nestled back into my front. He reached behind him and
positioned my hard cock between his buns the full length of his crack and
then took my hand that was draped over him and wrapped my fingers around
his stiff cock.  We knew instinctively that this was as far as sex was
going to go for us; it was all we wanted and needed to share. It was enough
to express our feelings of affection.

I lifted my head from the pillow and whispered to him, "I'm glad you are
here now and I am glad we are going to be good friends.  Good night buddy."
I then bent over and keeping everything else in its same position gave his
cheek a kiss.

He turned his head up toward me and said, "I feel the same way Derrick.
Thank you.  Good night."  He then kissed me on the lips.

We returned our heads to their positions on the pillows.  My lips were to
the nape of his neck.  I could smell the freshly shampooed scent of his
hair and feel the full length warmth of his body along mine.  Tonight's
security of my cock clamped tightly between his ass cheeks and his hot
stiff rod filling my clenched hand for security relaxed us both.  His body
lightly shuddered and he exhaled deeply, I could hear him start to lightly
snore.  Soon I followed his lead to dreamland.

"Damn, that was the sweetest one I got all day dude."  I was shouting with
ecstasy.

"Dude, that blew me away...so awesome."  Denny was grinning at me a full
blown smile.

Denny was my best friend since jr. high we were now in our junior year of
high school.  We cut classes today to catch the waves.  There was a storm
several hundred miles to the southwest off the coast that was sending
swells up to twelve feet today at our favorite beach.  We weren't missing
much today at school, being so early in the school year there was one of
those dumb jock pep rally assemblies for the football team this morning and
this afternoon a talent assembly, some has- been entertainer now doing the
high school circuit with his shtick to supplement his retirement pension.
This may be our last opportunity this season to catch some good ones before
the water temperature starts dropping to wet suit season so we had to go
for it.

"Bro, let's call it on that one.  I know I won't catch a better one than
that was.  Cool?"  It had been a full day of riding the waves and I was
starting to feel a little tired and that thriller set I just completed was
as good as they got.

"Yea, I got my trophy wave this morning, now you got yours this afternoon.
Sounds cool to me dude."  Denny grabbed his board and carried it up to the
shade of the empty lifeguard station.

The great thing about this time of the year and being here on a weekday, we
had the entire beach to ourselves, well almost.  The lifeguard stations
weren't even manned now.  I propped my board up against one of the stilt
leg supports of the lifeguard station and picked up my towel from where it
had been deposited upon our arrival this morning.  Denny was already
toweling off.  He bent over and opened the lid of the cooler we had brought
along and tossed me a bologna sandwich he had made and packed this morning
for our lunch and reached back in and handed me a beer.  He weaseled his
older brother into getting us a six-pack with his phony ID.  Denny then
grabbed one of each for himself and we squatted down on the sand in the
shade of the station shack and ate our late lunch and drank our brew.  It
was late in the afternoon and the days were already growing too short on
daylight.  I wished it could be daylight sixteen hours a day at least all
year.  We polished off the first round of sandwiches and beers and Denny
reached into the cooler again and brought out a second round of each for
the both of us.  After finishing the second sandwich and beer, we sat there
and just watched the surf's ebb and flow as the tide was starting to go
out.  Once in a while a lone seagull would screech and pass overhead in
search of his flock, an occasional crash of the waves and the sun setting
over the endless visible horizon created a really mellow realm of
tranquility.

>From where I was seated across from Denny I could see up the leg of his
surfer baggies.  He was sprouting a hard-on and that relaxed large ball
sack of his was damn near lying outside the bottom of the leg opening.  His
balls hung lower than any other guys' I had ever seen.

"Hey dude, pass me another brew."  I knew by asking him to do this he would
have to shift his body position giving me an even better view of his
extraordinary manhood.  He leaned and reached into the cooler and the head
of that gorgeous boner jumped right for the leg opening.  As he
straightened back into a sitting position that cut shiny swollen mushroom
head retreated just a little but was still very visible.  He handed me the
beer.

"Thanks dude.  Bro, what's the boner for?" I asked already knowing the
answer.

He reached down and pulled the leg opening up on his trunks allowing his
rigid thick seven inches and his ball sack to be free from their confines,
and answered, "It's all been so sweet today, I was just thinking...the only
thing to make it perfect would be a blow job, Dare."  He grasped his cock
and started a slow jack off.

"Yea, well by the time we finish these beers it will be dark enough that we
can take care of that too."  I was as horny as he was and knew we had to
finish today with our second favorite pastime, only behind surfing, before
we walked home.

The twilight dimmed and everything was becoming just dark shadows.  I
scooted over next to and leaned into him, our lips met and we began our
tongue action in each other's mouth.  I reached up and tweaked his nipple
when it became firm I reached for the other. His hand roamed down my chest
across my stomach and to the top of my trunks.  He wedged his hand in
between my skin and the cloth of the trunks.  He teased with my pubic hair
as he likes doing and then moved to the base of the shaft of my cock.
Forming his thumb and index finger into a ring surrounding the shaft he was
working to get it as rigid as his and he didn't have too far to go.  When
he was satisfied I was there he removed his hand and one- handed opened the
button and zipper fly of my trunks, I lifted my butt off the ground and he
slid them down my legs and off my feet. When he was finished I proceeded to
do the same with him.

We moved into a sixty-nine position on our sides, each with the top leg
bent up and out of the way for thorough access to the delicacies awaiting
us.  We had done this so often over the last two summers that we had it
down rote, but never got bored with it.  We even mirrored each other's
actions simultaneously...that it was almost like doing ourselves.

First step was always licking the shaft until it was thoroughly coated with
our salivas, then we proceeded to the balls, first one ball in the mouth
then the other, then both with a good long tongue massage while sucking on
them.  From there we slowly tongued along the perineum teasing it
thoroughly, then spreading the cracks open wide we licked our ways along
the entire crevasse then back to the puckered rosebud.

Sucking then probing with our tongues we would get the holes good and
relaxed until the tongues could easily make that rosebud bloom and accept
the moist invaders penetration.  We'd bring one finger up to our mouth
thoroughly coat it with saliva and then shove it in the prelubricated and
relaxed holes.  Followed by a second finger and then a third, we would find
the little round smooth nut, the prostate, and start working on it while we
were deep throating each others' throbbing shaft.  Our breathing would
become rapid, we could watch each others ball sack contract, feel the
muscles tighten, the sphincter start to contract and then pull off to where
the head only was in our mouth when we shot our loads, working the head all
over with our tongues on each spurt.

We savored the cum in our mouths until our cocks started to soften, then
carefully without losing a drop we would remove our mouths from the other's
cock then move our bodies into position to tightly deep kiss; mixing our
cums with our tongues until we knew they were thoroughly combined.  Then by
instinct knowing we had equal amounts in our mouths of our love juices we
would carefully break the kiss to not lose any of our precious male nectar
and each slowly swallow a bit at a time.  We ended with a kiss to each
other's cock and then a light kiss on the lips and then we would stand,
step into and pull up and fasten our baggies.  We'd grab our boards and the
cooler and walk across the beach toward our homes.

My moans and groans being matched by his in intensity, I knew we were at
the point of no return.  I exploded into his warm moist mouth, shot after
shot after shot, I kept cuming and cuming and cuming.

I opened my eyes, it was daylight.  I looked down and could see Dustin was
under the sheets and it had to have been his mouth sucking on me that woke
me from my dream.  I pulled down the sheet and saw him with my softening
cock still in his mouth.  Those warm blue eyes of his looked up at me with
a very satisfied expression in them.

"Wow, good morning buddy.  I love your wake up call.  And I thought I was
an early riser."  I said with a still shortened breath.

He removed his mouth from my cock, looking at me he opened his mouth
revealing a tongue coated with cum and some on his lips, then swallowed,
and replied, "You are."  And he laughed.

I quickly glanced at the clock, it was only six thirty and I remembered him
saying last night they didn't have to get up until eight. I then sped my
attention back to him.

"Mind if I return the favor?  After all one good turn deserves another."

He moved himself up the bed, smiling from ear to ear.

"Why thank you kind sir, I would feel most honored if you would."

Exactly the answer I was hoping for. I leaned over and kissed him tasting
the remnants of my cum lingering on his lips and around his mouth, we deep
kissed for a while before I broke it off and then very slowly planted a
trail of wet kisses down his chin, neck, chest, each nipple, down toward
his navel and paused there.  He was fully erect now at his near ten inches.
I slipped down further in the bed and planted a light kiss on the tip of
his penis, smearing the copious amounts of his precum accumulated there
across my lips.  I swiped my lips with my tongue getting my second tasting
of his love nectar.  My mouth and tongue explored and tasted all of his
male area from cock to his puckered hole.  I loved the fresh light musky
scent he gave off down there; I was intoxicated by its aroma.

Savoring the mouthful of his cum I finally forced myself to swallow.  If I
could have stored it in my mouth forever I would have.  Its flavor was so
overwhelming.  I moved back up the bed to his head and took his shoulders
into my hands and pulled him to me.  We were both sporting smiles that
Alice's Cheshire cat would have been envious of.

"Thanks Derrick.  That was so terrific.  Thank you.  Where did you learn to
deepthroat like that?  Most guys I have been with can't take it all."

"I have an ex that was almost as well hung as you, he provided lots of
opportunity to practice and get comfortable with it.  Looks like it paid
off for me this morning, hunh?"  I gave his cock a tweak.

We both laughed.

"I need to pee really badly."  I said.

"Me too."  Dustin echoed.

We got out of bed and both entered the bathroom.  I raised the lid and seat
and felt him grab my cock.  He took my hand and placed it around his cock
and we aimed and let go with two ferocious streams of hot pee. I had never
shared this exact experience before and had to admit that I really liked
it.  It was very different but it felt good!  We finished and I told him I
was going to go make some coffee, he said he would go with me.  After
washing up, we left the bathroom.

Passing Jorge's room we looked in and saw the two of them still asleep in
the same position as we had left them last night.  I guess they had been
too tired to move or more probably too comfortable in that position.  We
smiled at each other and left the room and went for the kitchen.

Arriving in the kitchen I started getting everything together to brew the
coffee and Dustin pulled out a chair from the table, sat down and watched.
We talked about yesterday, last night and about both of us breaking our
long fast of sex, and how great it was to be with each other.  We talked
about how glad we were that we met and how comfortable we felt with each
other. We looked forward to becoming even closer friends.

"Derrick, thank you for everything last night and this morning.  You make
me feel good being here, it's almost like this is home, and that I am
family."

"You're most welcome buddy.  I am glad you feel that way and I want you to
know that you are welcome here anytime. I would, I mean Jorge and I would,
feel honored if you would consider us your family away from family, and
your home away from home."

"You mean it?  Thanks."  His eyes were moist and his smile was soft and
warm.

The coffee finished brewing and I told Dustin we needed to wake the not so
early risers; he stood up and followed me.  When we were still in the
hallway before even reaching Jorge's door when we heard giggling.  A
child's giggle and an adult male's giggle.  I poked my head cautiously
around the corner to not interrupt anything and was blown over at the sight
I was witnessing.  I silently signaled to Dustin to take a peak also, and
then saw the grinning expression of surprise and humor on his face as he
discovered the source of the giggles.

They were so involved in their activity that they hadn't noticed our
entrance into the room.

"Good morning you two."  I bellowed.

Both their bodies snapped as though they had ice water thrown on them.
They had sheepish expressions of embarrassment on their faces.

"Hey it's cool, don't stop on our account. It's okay really it is."  I
tried to put them at ease.

"Umm, Derrick, it isn't what you think it is.  I am so sorry."  Jared was
apologizing.

"Jared, you have nothing to apologize about.  It's cool, really it is.  I
could see what was happening and I'm cool with it. I think it's great.  Go
ahead and finish."

"Really?"  Jared wasn't convinced

"Really?"  Jorge wasn't convinced either.

"Yes, REALLY.  Now go on ahead and finish.  Only, is it okay for the
principal and the student teacher watch the teacher and the student with
this lesson?  It's so hot!"  I inquired hoping they would agree and
continue.

"You sure?"  Jared was still in doubt.

"Yes, I am sure.  Now go ahead if you don't mind an audience."

"Whatever you say Derrick, I don't mind.  I think it would be kind of hot
too." Aha, finally Jared was convinced.

"Okay, cool.  Let's go" Chimed in my lil dude right behind him.

The whole time I had Dustin next to me, in a giggling fit hanging all over
me.

They regained their hard-ons and resumed with the lesson.  Jared was
teaching Jorge to jack off by example, and Jorge was mimicking Jared's
every move and following his coaching.  Dustin and I moved into the room
and stood next to the bed.  We remained quiet to not spoil the action
again, although our bodies gave away the reaction we were having to this
fantastic exhibition.  We had our own full fledged salutes standing at
attention.

"I'm getting that feeling again."  Jorge exhaled.

"Good, keep going."  Jared coached on.

"I can't it feels like I'm gonna pee."

"Good, don't stop, you're not gonna pee, trust me.  Just keep going."

"No, I can't I really am gonna pee.  I gotta stop."  Jorge stopped his
jacking.

"No lil dude, you aren't gonna pee, here let me show you." Jared reached
over and with his thumb and index finger tightened on Jorge's little boner
and proceeded to continue jacking him while jacking himself off with his
other hand.  We could see Jorge tense and start to arch his body off the
bed. His fingers were clawed into the sheets and his toes were curling, his
entire body was one giant spasm of pleasure.

"I'm ...ahh...I'm... ahh...arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Was
all Jorge could get out.  His eyes rolled into the back of his head and his
body continued to convulse, and then just as fast as it all started, his
body went completely limp. Jared bent over and kissed Jorge on the cheek.

Jorge's breathing was getting back to normal and he started regaining his
composure and focus on things.  Jared now concentrated on his own jacking
off again.

"Are you going to shoot cum Jared?"  Jorge managed to get out, as he now
focused on Jared's action.

"Yes, I'm getting really close now."  Was Jared's honest answer.

"Here, you finish me off now; just like I was showing you and you can see
what it feels like when I shoot.  Okay?"  He reached over and grabbed
Jorge's hand and wrapped it around his cock and put his hand over Jorge's,
and started pumping it harder and faster.

Dustin and I were so close our shooting our loads from just watching that I
reached over and grabbed his cock in my hand and he grabbed onto mine and
we started to jack away furiously.

"I'm gonna shoot...here it...aghhhhhhhhh...cums" Jared pumped out six full
streams of thick cum over his face, neck, chest and stomach.  His hand over
Jorge's they kept pumping his cock and after another minute or two another
eruption looked to be eminent.

"Oh, damnnnnnnnnnn. I'm ......ahhhhh......"  Jared groaned as he fired a
second round. This time it was only about four spurts, the gobs of cum were
just as thick as before, though the jetting streams were much less in
content and much shorter.

There sight of Jared cumming took Dustin and me both over the edge and we
shot our loads at the same time shooting across Jared and onto Jorge's
lower body also.  Jorge seemed mesmerized by it all.

"Wow, that was so cool, you all shot your cum and Jared did it twice.  I
can't wait til I can!  Your dick felt really funny while you were cuming
Jared, I liked the way it felt in my hand."  Jorge broke the silence of the
moment.

"Yours will feel that same way someday too, Jorge."  Jared petted Jorge's
cock as he was assuring him

I reached down and got several gobs of Jared's cum from his face on my
finger and brought it to my tongue so I could taste and swallow it.  It
tasted very salty, but very good.  I bent over and then started to lick
most of his cum up with my tongue, deciding not to be greedy I licked up
the rest of his, Dustin's and mine then mixing it all in my mouth I bent
over Jared's mouth, he opened it and I shared some with him, I leaned next
to Dustin and he opened his mouth and I shared some with him.

"Can I have some too?"  Jorge did not want to be left out.

I nodded yes to him and walked around the bed to his side and bent over his
mouth, he opened his mouth and I shared some with him.  Then I savored the
distinct flavors before swallowing the remainder that was left in my mouth.

"That tasted good, but there were different flavors. I like that, it tastes
good."  Jorge commented on his sample.

"So, what did you think of your first lesson in masturbation lil dude?  Did
you enjoy it?  Was Jared a good teacher?"

"Yes, yes and YES!"  Was his exuberant reply.

"I think we all enjoyed it a lot.  Jared thank you for teaching Jorge, and
thank both of you for sharing it with Dustin and I.  Now, you guys get
cleaned up and dressed, and I'm going to have breakfast ready for you when
you finish.  Let's get a move on guys.  Let's go!"  Dad Derrick had spoken!

"Yes sir."  They all disrespectfully laughed in unison jumping out of the
bed and racing for the bathroom.

I slapped all their butts as they flew past, then left for the kitchen.

I had the table set and was pulling the frittata out of the broiler when
Jared entered the kitchen first.  He came over put a hand on my shoulder
and kissed me on the lips, I returned his sweet kiss.  I slid the frittata
from the skillet onto a platter and placed it in the oven to stay warm.

"Thank you Jared.  I liked that What was that all about?"

"Derrick, can I tell you something?" He had a serious expression on his
face, this was the first time I hadn't seen the childlike carefree
appearance to his face.

"Of course you can buddy."

"I don't know if Dustin has told you, but I don't really have any family
and yesterday, last night and this morning I felt like I had a family
again, being here with you and Jorge.  And I just wanted to say thank you."
Tears were coming to his eyes.

I reached out with both arms and brought him to me and held him tight in a
hug.  "You have family here from now on, you hear me."  I whispered into
his ear. I was tearing up now and he was into a full fledged shivering cry.
I continued to hold him in my arms until his tears started to subside.  "We
will always be here for you Jared, I mean that and I want you to know and
believe that.  Okay?"

"Thanks Derrick."  He sniffled, and a broad smile captured that childlike
face again.  I handed him a napkin.

"Here, now blow."  I laughed.

"Blow what?"  He teased smiling again.

"Your nose, that's what.  Get your mind outta the gutter. And behave
yourself" I tried to appear stern, but cracked into a laugh.

"Yes, dad."  He patted my butt.  He was recovered now I could tell, the
mischievous humor was back.

I took the frittata platter and the buttered toasted English muffins out of
the oven and placed them on the table with the jams and jellies, Tabasco
sauce and other condiments.

Just then Jorge and followed right behind by Dustin, entered the kitchen.

"There's juice, milk and coffee all on the counter, pour yourself what you
want then grab a seat at the table and we can get breakfast out of the way
so our hard working men can get to work."

A lot of laughs, with some giggles thrown in for good measure helped this
breakfast start off a good day for all of us.  A bond was building here
that was going to change all of our lives forever.  We all could feel it.

To be continued...


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