Date: Thu, 15 Mar 2012 19:28:55 -0700 (PDT) From: John Jones <aprof2motivateu@yahoo.com> Subject: My Delinquent Godson Part 12 My Delinquent Godson Part 12 Aprof2motivateu@yahoo.com Disclaimer: The following is a work of homoerotic fiction involving an adult and teen. Do not read if it is illegal where you reside or if you will be offended. Thanks to all of the men, young and old, who have encouraged me to continue the story. We slept on the sofa that night in front of the fire; bodies entwined; both entirely at peace and one with the other. When I woke up, I tried not to awaken Ryan, but he woke up as well and turned to me and said "Kiss me Uncle John". Of course I complied, and this led to another long session of mutual touch and exploration, but this time without proceeding to orgasm. Finally I said "Hey Ryan, it's Sunday and Monday is a Holiday so we have the day off, what would you like to do"? He giggled and said... "well...". "Yes, I figured as much but I guess that can wait until later. I mean what would you like to do that is active and gets us out of the house"? I asked. "How about driving to the coast and collecting some clams and buying lobsters"? he asked. I thought that was a great idea as we hadn't done it since the previous Summer. I looked up the tides at our spot, about a 90 minute drive away, would be low in 3 hours. "OK, get dressed and let's go. I'll load the stuff in the truck. We will stop and buy breakfast on the way" I said. So we headed out to the coast, stopping in one of those old diners on the way. Now that he was burning every calorie he consumed, Ryan could eat anything and not get fat so he had the "hunter's breakfast". It was an enormous plate including hotcakes, steak, eggs, hashbrowns, sausage, and bacon. I on the other hand had two soft boiled eggs and some toast. We then continued on to the clam flats and I was relieved to see that hardly anyone was there. We walked out, our bare feet sticking to the mud, and pretty soon we had about 4 lbs of clams, more than enough for two men if we also had lobsters. However, with the way that Ryan was eating these day I had us dig another 3 lbs just to be on the safe side. We left them in a grapefruit sack that we hung off an old pier piling to spit out some of the sand and then went off to the little seaside town. We wandered around for a couple of hours checking out the shops and the boats, and ultimately bought two big lobsters off of a fisherman who was just returning from making his morning haul. Backtracking to the clams, we packed up and were home at around 2, both pretty hungry. We agreed to eat the steamed clams first, and they were ready in 20 minutes. We sat on the dock eating them while we stood on the sand using the dock as our table. I ate about 2 lbs of them, and Ryan managed to polish off the rest, belching happily one too many times for me which ultimately earned him one of those "time to behave" looks which he picked up on. Afterward, we swam and wrestled in the water; jumped off the float; and just had fun for an hour or two at which point we decided to cook the lobsters. We ate them on the dock too. At that point the temperature was starting to drop, so I suggested we hit the shower and change into something warmer which we did. Ryan took great interest in washing me all over, enjoying the freedom to openly stare, touch, and feel another man's body. I was getting over my discomfort with it as it all seemed so pure, so innocent and open. Besides, I just loved the feel of Ryan's smooth skin as I helped him in the shower as well. When we were drying off, Poor Ryan looked so horny and so forlorn that he was practically tugging at his penis. I took pity on him and knelt down, staring up at his almost 6 pack abs and upturned nipples on the developing chest and sucked him hungrily. He lasted about 3 minutes then cried out as a huge load was fired into my mouth. I said "Wow thanks for dessert" and laughed and said I could have "seconds" any time. After drying off, I told him I had a surprise for him. The next day was July 4th and I had sequestered some M 80s and roman candles away for him. Boys love to make things explode. Although such fireworks are technically illegal, they are easy to get and also no one enforces the law on private land. Besides, there was no one even close enough to hear them go off. So I made Ryan wear safety goggles and told him that this was the one time of year when he got to have a cigarette: and to puff on it just enough to keep it lit so as to be able to light the fireworks. We spent a half hour or so having fun with them until we had used them all up. At that point I asked Ryan a question: "Have you written your dad yet this week? I mean tomorrow is July 4th and he should get an e mail from you. Besides in another month he will be visiting us". Ryan admitted that he hadn't. I scolded him a bit reminding him that it was his responsibility to do this weekly and it had been almost two. I told him in no uncertain terms that the next time this happened he would have a sore bottom. So fun time was over, and I sent him in to write the note to his dad. I told him not to send it until I had reviewed it. I cleaned up what was left of the firework debris, then joined Ryan inside and looked over his shoulder to see what he had written: ___________________________________________________________________________ Dear Dad, Happy July 4th!! Uncle John and I just set off some fireworks (don't worry he made me do it safely) and he is outside but I'm sitting here writing you a note. Sorry I didn't write one last week, I was just distracted. Uncle John told me that better not happen again or I'm busted, lol. So my job started at the camp and went pretty well for a while. Well really it went pretty well except that there was this older kid who was jealous of me and made it look like I stole something that I didn't. I was getting fired but Uncle John figured out what happened and straightened it out and the other kid got fired. I was really worried for a while there `cuz I know I would have gotten it bad for stealing, but like I said Uncle John figured it out. There's a cute girl named Julie who is at the camp. I don't know if I like her (I mean like that) but she is nice and always talks to me and stares at me especially when I'm working on the boats in just my board shorts. From splitting all that wood, I'm looking buff so I attached a picture of me. We went clamming today and just ate them and lobsters too. We've been hiking and fishing and kayaking a lot. I don't have any TV here and the only computer is for school work, but I don't miss the games or anything. I was kinda missing having kids to play with but now I got those `cuz of the job. So no drugs at all here dad and I don't smoke or anything either. Mom would be proud. I am really happy here. Looking forward to next month when you visit too. We got to wrestle cuz I think I can almost take you now (well maybe not) lol. Love you. Ryan. _______________________________________________________________ I put a hand on Ryan's shoulder as he finished it and pointed out a few typos but complimented him as well "Ryan your writing is getting so much better", and he smiled broadly and hit "send". At that point I said "Hey Ryan, I don't want you to fall behind on your reading, let's have you read that new book to be aloud for a while". "Geese do I have to" he whined. "No, not at all. If you want we can just take a trip to the barn" I said half jokingly. "Oh, yeah let me get that book Uncle John". We sat for about an hour in front of the fire, with his reading aloud. He had become a fine reader. After the hour, I suggested that maybe we head to the bedroom to "relax". Ryan knew what that meant, and was tenting his shorts before we got to the bedroom. We undressed one another , gently touching and kissing, and lay down next to one another on the bed. After 15 minutes or so of kissing and fondling, I found Ryan was back to inserting that finger in my ass. I moaned while he did this, and it encouraged him and he added more lube to his hand and inserted a second finger, while leaning down and licking my balls and shaft. I moaned loudly and he smiled at me. "Ryan, what are you thinking about" I asked. "Uh... how I'd like to have more than these fingers in there to be honest" he said. "Umm... like maybe your dick?" I asked wickedly, arching my back to press my butt toward him. "Yeah... can I?" he asked. "Yeah, I'd like that Ryan" I replied honestly, staring at his rock hard dick and thinking to myself that at this point he was now way larger than 6 inches and wondering just how big he was going to get. "Uh, how do I do it Uncle John" he asked. I rolled on my back and lifted my knees and drew his hard penis against my quivering hole. "Like that Ryan, and while you make love to me you can lean forward sometimes and we can kiss". I said. He leaned forward and gave me a passionate kiss, as he slowly inserted his very thick dick into me. "OOOOOWH" I groaned, and he looked worried. "No, its ok Ryan, that was a happy `oooow" on my part" I quickly reassured him. "Now start pumping in and out slowly" I said, and he happily did that for about 5 minutes, our kissing the whole time. "God Ryan, that feels so good, start doing it harder and faster" I said. Ryan was now in great shape and more than able to fuck like a champ. After a few minutes of ramping up, he was slamming into my ass in a fast rhythm, and I was moaning with each thrust. "Oh... Oh... Augh yeah... Fuck me Ryan" I found myself saying to my little stud. He responded by fucking harder and faster until I heard him cry out "God, I'm going to cum". I felt hot spurts of Ryan's cum release inside of me, as he moaned and thrusted. This was too much for me, and I immediately started to cum, without even touching myself. That was a first for me, as I had only topped before and certainly never imagined I could respond like that. We lay there for a few minutes with Ryan still inside me. I guess the beauty of being a kid that age is that you don't fully go down. I could feel his dick get smaller, but as we kissed and hugged, his dick was soon swelling in me again. "Jesus Ryan, are you hard again?" I asked. Ryan giggled and said "yeah... sorry...". "Fuck, don't be Ryan but do me a favor. This time don't hold back. Fuck as hard and long as you can OK?" I said. "Fuck yeah" he said and he put all of the energy and muscle he had built into fucking my ass. In about 10 minutes he was sweating like a pig, huffing and puffing, and pistoning my ass with his thick young cock. I was hard again and started jacking my 9 inches. "Ryan... Jesus... keep going..." I gasped, like a bitch in heat. "God" he said... "This is so fucking hot"... "Ryan, tell me when you are close to cumming so we can do it together, ok?" I said. "Yeah sure Uncle John" he said... Then in the next breath "Fuck I'm close". I jacked for all I was worth and just as I felt him stiffen, arch his back and thrust very deeply, I shot 5 huge spurts all over me. We were both drenched in sweat and panting. A few minutes later I said "Ryan... Jesus... let's get cleaned up and go to bed". We headed off to the shower, exhausted but in love, to prepare for a good night's rest.