Date: Wed, 26 May 2004 10:59:22 +1000
From: james robinson <justjames17@hotmail.com>
Subject: The MotorHome Part 1

This story is a tribute to one of my dearest friends, who bolsters me in my
life and encourages me to write my stories. The story may contain sex
between an adult male and a young 14yo boy, if you don't like this content
please leave now, if you are under age or it is illegal to read same where
you live please leave now. The story is imaginary people don't catch
sexually transmitted diseases in my imagination, but in the real world you
must take appropriate care to protect yourself or you may die.
Please let me know your thoughts and feelings regarding this tale at
justjames17@hotmail.com, I will answer all emails but flames will be
extinguished on receipt.


                       The Motor Home. Part 1.
                  justjames17.


The old Dodge labored up the long hill, its engine grumbling at what was
being asked of it, the weight of the body and the steepness of the hill
taxing it's 30 year old motor. The driver was willing her on encouraging her
to make the steep incline, the top of the mountain pass was in sight and the
task was nearly completed. The road curved to the right and the truck turned
the bend and nearly collided with a hitchhiker poised at the roadside with
his thumb extended.

The driver cursed under his breath as his heart jumped with the shock of the
near miss, the young boy had leapt aside and fallen into the deep clay
culvert as the truck roared noisily past. Jerry, the driver a man of senior
years was shaken but realized he couldn't stop where he was due to the
steepness of the narrow road. He had to complete the climb to the top before
he pulled the truck over to the side where he knew there was a parking area
at the outlook. He looked in the rear vision mirror and was overjoyed to see
the young lad climb back onto the road and dust himself off then continue
the hard walk up the mountain.

The crest appeared after another 200 yards and Jerry pulled the overheated
mobile= home over into the look out parking area, he climbed down from the
cab and walked back out onto the road where he could see the boy struggling
up the road towards him. Jerry waved his hand to let the lad know he was
waiting for him and moved to the door into the living area, he opened it and
climbed inside walking to the fridge and unlocking the door to pull out two
cold drinks, so the boy could have one to cool him down after his long
climb.

Minutes passed and then he heard the crunch of the lad's footsteps on the
gravel as he puffed to the truck, Jerry moved to the door and said, " Sorry
young man I couldn't stop where you were or the truck may have rolled down
the mountain, it was too steep and the truck mightn't have made it to the
top."

The youngster was puffing, his crimson face dripping perspiration and he
looked completely knackered after carrying the heavy backpack up the slope.
He slid onto the step into the van and rested the backpack against the
doorjamb, his slender legs stretched out flat as he gasped for breath as the
high altitude. The boy was dressed in a worn pair of cut off denims, which
barely covered his noticeable package; his hairless legs tanned by the sun
glistened in the bright light.

Jerry moved across to him and handed him an ice cold can of Coke, the
moisture beading on the shiny aluminum, the youngster rolled the can across
his sweaty forehead to cool his brow then smiled at Jerry and said, " Thank
you sir, I appreciate your stopping for me and giving me this great cold
drink. I don't know what I can do to repay your kindness."

Jerry ruffled the lad's light golden brown hair and replied, " You don't
need to repay me at all, I'm just glad I can be of help to you, you are a
long way from civilization out here. Where are you heading for? "

The boy looked worried at the interrogation and became silent looking at the
dusty ground between his legs. Jerry realized the question had upset the boy
and he said, " Hop up and drop your pack on the floor in here then you can
sit down comfortably out of the hot sun."

The lad looked up and stood shrugging the backpack off his slender shoulders
and dropped it to the carpet, he turned and stood there taking in the
interior of the van, his blue quick eyes coursing rapidly around the neat
orderly interior. He smiled tentatively and said, " Gee this is a neat home
you've got here sir, and it is really nice inside and so roomy."

Jerry felt the glow of pride fill him as the young lad expressed his
appreciation of all the work he'd put into renovating the van after he
purchased it second hand from a neighbor's elderly friends. The original
orange and green color scheme had been replaced and he had used a nautical
theme in the decorating when he had called the van Siren's Song. The
youngster moved across and sat tentatively on a chair at the table and
rested his slim forearms on the shiny polished surface, he sat there
twisting the drink can in his fingers then realized his sweaty skin was
marking the gleaming table top, he sat back and pulled up his t shirt and
tried to polish the marks off. He looked up at Jerry and a tear dribbled
from his eye as he said, " Please, please forgive me, I'm so sorry I've
messed up you table, I didn't mean to be bad."

Jerry looked askance at the upset terrified boy and said, "It's alright I'm
not angry with you, you haven't damaged the table it is only perspiration,
it can't be helped."

He moved across to the boy who cringed fearfully away from him, he gently
and slowly reached out his hand and touched the boy's cheek saying, " Don't
be afraid of me I wouldn't ever do anything to hurt you, I'm a gentle person
and I love young boys like you. I respect them and would do anything to help
you if you need help."

The boy raised the hem of his t shirt to wipe his eyes exposing his tight
little stomach, Jerry noticed severe bruising visible on the boy's abdomen,
he squatted down beside the boy to have a closer inspection. The youngster's
stomach was black and blue with angry bruises, Jerry reached out his fingers
and gently caressed the livid flesh and the boy shuddered at his gentle
touch. Jerry asked, " My God! What on earth has happened to you young man,
who would beat up a gorgeous young man like you to this extent?"

The boy burst into tears and shook from head to toe as he sobbed
uncontrolled his cute face hidden in his hands, Jerry placed a caring arm
around the small shaking shoulders as he hugged the boy gently. The lad
bawled for some time while Jerry hugged and caressed his upper arm, he
finally ceased and sat there sobbing as he sucked air into his lungs. Jerry
asked, " What is your name my friend? I'm Jerry and if you need help I'm
here for you."

The tear filled eyes blinked sending small rivulets of tears running down
the soft cheeks as the boy tried to speak. His sobbing caused him to gulp
and gasp then he finally articulated a few words, " Sob! My name is Jamie; I
was in an orphanage because my folks got killed in an auto crash, Sob! I've
been there for a month and the bigger boys were doing things to me, bad
nasty things. I tried to stop them but they beat me up and kicked me hard, I
couldn't stop them and then they pulled off my pants and Sob! They did worse
things to me."

Jerry cuddled the boy saying, " It's ok Jamie you are safe here now, they
can't find you to hurt you anymore. "

Jerry's eyes misted over and he joined the boy in his misery, they hugged
one another crying onto each other's shoulders. Finally their tears ceased
and they just held onto one another hugging and sharing their warmth, Jamie
slowly calmed down with Jerry's gentle ministrations. He finally raised his
head and kissed Jerry on the cheek saying, " I feel so safe with you here,
and I feel the best I have since my folks died."

Jerry smiled and kissed the top of the boy's head then asked, " Have you
eaten today Jamie? I think I'm ready for lunch right now."

Jamie smiled slightly and said, " You don't have to feed me, and I've got
some lollies in my backpack."

Jerry laughed and replied, " Lollies aren't food Jamie, I will make us some
soup and sandwiches to eat. Do you like ham and tomato sandwiches? "

Jamie nodded his head and licked his lips in hunger, he said, " I love ham
it is cool, my Mum used to make ham sangers."

Jerry grinned at the boy and took some instant soup packs from the cupboard
and lit the gas stove putting the kettle on to boil the water for the soup,
while the water was heating he opened the fridge and took out a packet of
ham and a loaf of sliced bread along with some margarine to make the
sandwiches. He put a couple of plates on the table and gave Jamie a knife
saying, " You can butter the bread for the sandwiches if you'd like Jamie."

Jamie began to butter the bread happily pleased that he could help Jerry
prepare the meal, Jerry busied himself setting out the mugs for the soup and
the kettle began to whistle as the steam exited the spout, Jerry turned off
the gas and poured the boiling water over the soup mix in the mugs. The
aroma of tomato soup filled the area starting their stomachs growling for
sustenance, Jamie finished the buttering and Jerry put some slices of ham on
the bread then sliced up a tomato and added it to the sandwiches. He then
took a peppershaker and sprinkled a little onto the red juicy flesh of the
fruit, the top slices of bread were placed on top and he cut the sandwiches
in half saying, " Well Jamie dig in I'm starving and I bet you are too young
man."

Jamie began to stuff a sandwich into his mouth and masticate happily on it,
neither spoke and the only sound was the chewing of food. The meal vanished
rapidly and shortly both sat back their hunger satiated temporarily, Jerry
smiled indulgently at his young guest then asked, " Well Jamie are you full?
I know I am I enjoyed having you here for company I hate eating alone."

The boy grinned at the man and nodded saying, " I sure am my tummy feels
like a rock I'm so full."

Jerry laughed happily and said, " Well Jamie can I ask you a question? "

Jamie nodded doubt beginning to creep into his eyes then Jerry Said, " Don't
worry I'm only going to ask how old you are Jamie."

Jamie relaxed and said, " I'm 14 years old sir, my birthday was last month,
I sure miss my folks because I didn't get any presents or love on my
birthday."

Jerry smiled sadly and said, " Oh Jamie that is so unfair on a lad your age,
I want to help you so much. Would you be prepared to stay with me while I
try to sort out your future? "

Jamie nodded unable to speak as he was fighting to hold back tears; his blue
eyes glistened with fluid as he blinked back the tears. Jerry opened his
arms to the boy and he arose and came around the table to throw himself into
the man's welcoming clasp. Jerry bent his head down and rested his cheek on
the boy's unruly hair and he sniffed back his own tears as he inhaled the
aroma of the youngster's hair. Jamie crawled up onto Jerry's knee and
snuggled tightly to his chest. Jerry felt a huge choking lump form in his
chest as his emotions took control. He hugged the boy nearly squeezing the
breath from the lad's slender body, Jamie wriggled tighter to him and the
feel of the firm little ass on Jerry's cock caused a stirring in his loins
that he desperately tried to control in case the boy felt him become
aroused.

They sat there for some 30 minutes snuggled together hugging and sharing
themselves in a loving warm embrace, Jerry finally broke the silence saying,
" Well Jamie I think it's time we got on the road again don't you? We've
been parked here for ages, the police might suspect we are up to no good."

Jamie looked up into Jerry's eyes and asked, " What would they think we are
doing? We haven't done anything wrong have we? "

Jerry laughed and said, " No Jamie we've done nothing wrong but we don't
want the police involved or they may send you back to the orphanage again."

Jamie sat bolt upright his slight body rigid and trembling with suppressed
fear, he said, " I can't go back there they will kill me if I'm sent back,
those boys know that I've run away they will have their revenge on me. They
will stick their cocks in me till they injure me again and I'll bleed to
death. They did it last time and only the arrival of the nurse stopped them
killing me, she took me to the infirmary where she cleaned me up and put
some ointment inside my bum which helped with the pain and stopped the
bleeding. "

Jerry cuddled him whispering in his ear gently saying, " Shush Jamie no one
will ever hurt you as long as I'm around to look after you. I love you so
much you are like a son to me. "

The boy slowly relaxed as Jerry stroked his hair and back until he began to
breath shallowly and slowly and Jerry realized the poor young guy was sound
asleep. Jerry arose lifting the lad up and walked to the bunk over the
driver's cab and lifted the boy in making him comfortable and pulling the
blanket up over him. He couldn't resist gently feeling the boy's genitals
and he stroked his flaccid dick until the boy cracked a hard on in his
sleep. The boy mumbled unintelligibly and rolled onto his back giving the
man full access to his genitals, Jerry bent over him and kissed the tip of
the rampant cock inside the boy's cut offs. He then kissed the soft pink
lips and said, " Sleep well my little prince I love you deeply."

The boy stirred and replied sleepily, " I love you too sir."

Jerry was aghast, had the boy been awake when he played with his beautiful
young cock? Jerry blushed deep red and slipped down to sit in the drivers
seat while he sorted out his confused emotions.


Here we leave our travelers and maybe we shall locate them again on their
wanderings. Let me know if you would like to share in their lives as they
tour the country.