Date: Mon, 31 Jul 2000 16:48:28 -0500
From: fsw99 <fsw99@pop.mindspring.com>
Subject: Chapter 4 of One Big Happy Family

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			       Chapter Four

I had been reading for about 20 minutes, when I looked up and Robbie was
walking into my room. "Stan, I can't get to sleep. I just toss and turn. It
must be trying to sleep in a strange place all by myself. Can I sleep with
you tonight? Please?" he begged.

I looked him over quickly as he walked in, and again, he seemed to be
showing a bigger bulge between his legs than normal. "Oh, shit, what do I
do now?" I thought to myself.

"Sure, Robbie, I guess so. Are you sure that you can't get to sleep soon in
your own bed?" I asked.

"I don't know. I'm not having much luck right now. Just let me sleep with
you tonight, and then I will sleep in there from now on, OK?" he pleaded.

"OK, just tonight. We can't make this a habit. Go ahead and climb in," I
said shakily. I really wanted him to sleep with me, but my resolve was
beginning to waver.

He quickly slid under the covers and snuggled up against me, laying his
head on my shoulder. I knew there was no way I was going to be able to
concentrate of my book with him lying so close to me, plus he needed the
lights out so he could get to sleep, so I put aside my book and turned out
the light. I slid down slightly and he just snuggled closer, so I put one
arm around him and pulled him to me.

Robbie just sighed deeply and said, "Good night. I love you."

There it was again. I grinned and whispered back, "I love you, too,
Robbie."

"Stan, can I kiss you good night before I go to sleep?" Robbie asked
quietly.

I had started to get hard when Robbie first walked in, but him telling me
he loved me and now wanting to kiss me good night had me at almost peak
hardness. What could I say? NO way, Robbie? No, I couldn't do that for any
amount of money. "Sure," I answered.

I simply expected another small peck on the cheek. Instead, Robbie leaned
over and kissed me straight on the mouth. It lasted longer than a simple
peck on the lips, also. There was an almost full moon tonight, and the room
was lit by a faint glow, so I could see that he had pulled back only a few
inches, and was staring me in the eyes to see my reaction. I lay frozen in
place, not knowing how to react.

Robbie sensed that I was not upset with what he had done, so he leaned in
and kissed me once more, but with more passion. Again, he pulled back and
looked me in the eyes, but didn't hesitate this time. He almost immediately
leaned back down and kissed me like we had been lovers for years, and also
threw one leg up over mine, almost climbing on top of me.

All my resolve melted away immediately, as I gave in to my passion. I
kissed him back as strongly as he kissed me, and completely pulled him on
top of me. My hands were running all over the back of his body, from his
neck and shoulders, down his back, and over his underwear.

He broke the kiss and started kissing his way down my neck, moving his body
slowly downward.  Soon, our hard penises were aligned, and he writhed back
and forth, giving us both pleasure. The only thing I could do was hold him
tightly against me and enjoy the feelings.

Robbie was like a snake, moving his body from side to side as we both got
closer to orgasm. I heard a big moan, and was startled to recognize it as
my own. The pleasure seemed to go on for hours, but I knew it actually was
only a few minutes. I finally heard him gasp and go stiff. I actually
bucked up against him a few times, trying to make his orgasm as good for
him as possible. I heard him let out a small cry, and felt a small spot of
wetness between our bodies. That was all it took for me, too, as I exploded
between us.

Both of us were totally exhausted. It was all I could do to pull his head
up against my shoulder and pull the covers back over both of us before we
both were sound asleep.

I woke up in the morning with Robbie still lying on top of me. The sun was
just beginning to rise.  Our legs and arms were intertwined like vines that
had grown together. As I slowly got my wits together, I realized that I was
in a totally uncomfortable situation. Already, I had committed a crime that
could get me sent to jail for many years. I knew that this could never
happen again, but I had fallen completely in love with Robbie, and I knew I
wanted him more now than ever. I was still wrestling with my feelings, when
he started to move around a little, signally that he was finally waking up.

I couldn't help myself, I started to slowly rub his back as he fought off
sleep. He finally opened his eyes, which went wide as he saw me staring
back at him only inches away.

He smiled deeply, and finally said, "Oh, man, I thought it was all a
dream. I didn't think it really finally happened."

"Look, Robbie, I am sorry this happened, and....," I started.

Robbie never let me finish. He must have really thought this out ahead of
time. He interrupted my sentence my sliding up slightly and kissing me as
passionately as last night. "Shut up. Don't say anything. I wanted this,
not you. But, I know you liked it as much as I did. I know what you must be
thinking, but no one will ever know, I swear. No one. I love you, you
know," he said, as he continued to kiss me again.

This time, I gave in eagerly. Both of us were hard in no time. He broke the
kiss finally and scooted down until our hard penises were aligned once
more. This time, he was much more demonstrative in his actions, actually
humping against my body. I was enjoying the feeling so much that I actually
raised my legs over him, which instantly intensified the feeling. If this
was this good, I really wondered what actual making love would feel like.

My hands roamed all over his body, and I finally pulled down the back of
his briefs as I massaged his butt. He just moaned and panted, "Please take
them off," as he lifted his hips off of me to allow me to pull them down. I
eagerly did so, at least to his knees, which is as far as I could get them
with him writhing on top of me. I lifted my legs back up, and enjoyed the
ride he was giving me.

We were both bathed in sweat as we neared out climax. The sensations went
on for what seemed like forever, until I could feel that his climax was
coming soon. I braced myself for the inevitable, and was soon rewarded by
his high pitched squeals of ecstasy. I felt the little flow of wetness
explode on my stomach, and I also came against him.

We both lay limp in each other's arms, totally spent once more. I had no
more qualms about what we were doing, I only wanted to love Robbie like
this for the rest of my life. That was totally unrealistic, but right now,
I didn't give a damn. I was happy, and sexually content, and so was
Robbie. What better feeling could you have?

I was happy just holding him on top of me, but I knew we had to get up. He
had to be in school in less than an hour and a half. "Robbie, we have to
get up and take a shower. Then, we have to eat breakfast before I take you
to school. Come on and get up. We have to talk about this when you get back
after school, OK?" I asked.

"OK, Stan, I will get up as long as you take a shower with me. Will you?"
he asked, after raising his head and looking me in the eyes.

"I guess so. Robbie. After what we just did, I don't think us taking a
shower together will hurt anything. As long as my old, flabby body doesn't
make you sick to your stomach," I kidded.  Really, I had kept myself in
pretty good shape for a 35 year old man, but I could stand to lose a few
pounds, I knew.

"Great. Let's go, then. I have a test first period, and I don't want to be
late," he said, getting up off of me. He almost tripped as his underpants
fell down around his ankles, but he just kicked them off agilely and stood
up, totally naked, as he waited for me to get out from underneath the
covers.

I sat up, but just stared at his body. I couldn't take my eyes off of
him. He was completely hairless, except for the start of a few hairs around
his penis. He had a great looking body, not skinny but definitely not fat
either. His pecks weren't developed, but it showed that they would be in
the future, and he had the start of a six pack in his stomach. I was almost
drooling, but was brought back to my senses, when he said, "You can have
all the time you want to look in the shower. Come on, get your fat old butt
out of the bed and let's take a shower. If I am late and make a bad grade
on my test, it will be your fault, not mine."

I finally looked, and saw the smirk he had on his face. "Fat old butt,
huh. Wait till I catch you," I snarled, ripping off the remaining covers
and lunging at him. That was just the reaction he had hoped for, and he
nimbly danced beyond my grasp and ran for the bath room. I was only seconds
behind. I quickly cornered him, and tickled him for a few seconds. We both
were greatly enjoying ourselves.

I turned on the water to get it warm, and finally removed my briefs, which
were now wet from our love making from a few minutes ago. We both still had
dried cum on our chests and stomachs from last night. Did we ever need a
shower.

I could tell that Robbie's eyes never left between my legs. I wasn't
especially well endowed, really a little below average from what you read
is the current adult average length, but it still held Robbie's
attention. At least he didn't seem disappointed.

When the shower seemed warm enough, I got in and Robbie followed me. My
bathroom was one of the few extravagances I had allowed myself when I built
the house, that and the pool in the back yard. The walk in shower was
really big, plenty big enough for the two of us. I also had a big jacuzzi
in the corner that had a rounded front and steps that lead up to the
top. My wife and I used to love getting in the jacuzzi together, but that
seemed a lifetime ago.

Robbie tried to get me interested in some play time again, but I knew we
couldn't be late to school, so I made him leave me alone. He insisted we
both wash each other's bodies, and how could I refused a request like that?
We both enjoyed giving each other a little pleasure, even if it was not a
sexual pleasure.

We finally got out and dried each other off, and then went back into my
bedroom to get dressed.  Robbie quickly ran into his room to get the
clothes he would wear to school, and came back in to dress with me. It was
an almost shame to watch him put on his clothes that hid his incredible
body, but neither of us had any choice. I quickly averted my eyes to make
myself get dressed, also.

When we were finished, we both went downstairs to eat breakfast. I only had
a piece of toast and coffee. I had too much on my mind to be very
hungry. Robbie ate like he was starving, like usual.  We didn't say much to
each other during our breakfast, which was unusual for us. I knew both of
us were deep in our thoughts about what had happened.

Soon, it was time for us to leave for school. Robbie got his books, and off
we went. When we got to his school, I said, "We really have to talk about
all of this when you get home, OK Robbie?"

"OK, Stan, I will just finish my homework, and then we can have all the
time to talk that you want," he answered.

"Fine with me. Have a good day at school, Robbie," I said.

"I will. Bye. I love you," he answered, and he was out the door before I
could say anything else.

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