Date: Fri, 2 May 2003 15:01:18 -0700 (PDT)
From: Mike Bowers <franticmike@yahoo.com>
Subject: Ride Home part 5

This story includes gay sexual relationship between an adult and a
teenager.  If this is illegal in your state, or you are underage, or you
don't like the idea behind this, stop reading now.


I set my mental alarm to wake up at the slightest sensation.  Because of
this, I was not surprised when my eyes opened at 5:30 am on Wednesday.
Brad had moved on the bed.  I felt his weight shift as he lowered himself
between my legs.  He attacked my crotch with feverish intensity.  He took
my dick into his mouth and began sucking.  I rose up on my elbows so I
could see him work.

He stopped for a second and looked up.  Seeing my grin, he bent down and
returned to the job at hand and mouth.  From this angle, I could make out
Brad's bobbing head and see the disappearance of my penis into his mouth.
I loved his hot mouth and he knew it.  As I moaned and squirmed under him,
he continued the attack.  I was lost to oblivion when his sure fingers
caressed my inner thighs.  They gently but predictably angled backwards
towards my rear opening.  I moved my hips to allow him better access.  Soon
he was probing my anus while I probed his mouth.

I knew I could not hold back much longer.  He felt my muscles begin to
tense and knew what was next.  He finger fucked me and licked the outside
of my dick.  My cum exploded all over his face and hair.  After a few
seconds of relaxation, he bounded off of me and went for the bathroom.  "It
is a good thing I have to take a shower," Brad called back.

Seizing this opportunity of free time, I went to make breakfast.  I knew I
was nowhere near the caliber of Brad, but gave it my best shot.  By the
time Brad stepped out of the shower, I had some scrambled eggs and toast
waiting for him.  Brad came up and gave me a peck on the cheek, "Thanks
Mike, I am starving."  He attacked his breakfast and I retreated to the
bedroom to prepare his clothes for the day.

I set out a similar set of clothes for him to wear as I did yesterday.
This time, I chose a full button down shirt.  My reason was simple, I
wanted to put it on him.  As he walked into the bedroom, he once again gave
me a kiss.  "Thanks for all this attention.  I don't know if I can cope
with it."

"Well Brad, get ready for more.  I want to dress you."  Brad smirked and I
approached him.  I bent down with the boxers in my hands.  He stepped into
them and I pulled the underwear up his body.  As they came into position I
made sure to give his crotch a rub for the morning.  Next, I pulled his
pants up, again I rubbed his crotch before buttoning the trousers.  Then I
put an undershirt over his head and gently ran my fingers down his chest
while pulling the white cotton shirt down.  I put on his dress shirt and
buttoned it up.  I feigned surprise when I had to unbutton his pants to
tuck in the tails of the shirt.  I groped him one final time before the zip
up.  Then I put his belt on and slid the keys into his pocket.  I grabbed
his ass as I placed the wallet in his back pocket.

I told him to sit down as I pulled the socks apart.  I bent down and took
his left foot in my hand.  I sucked on his toes while tickling his feet.
Brad started laughing, "Hey man, stop, I am going to be late."  I
reluctantly put a sock on his foot.  I put his shoe on and tied it up nice
and tight.  I went to his other foot and gave it a quick lick from heel to
toe.  He uncontrollably shivered.  I put the other sock and shoe on and
helped him off the bed.  "Okay Mike, I am all set.  I will see you this
afternoon."  He started for the door.  Before he opened it, he ran back to
me and said, "Oh, I almost forgot, I need some sort of gym uniform."

I nodded and went to my dresser.  I pulled out a pair of gym shorts and a
worn out t-shirt.  I tossed them to him.  He again turned around and headed
for the door.  Once again, as he reached for the handle, he turned and ran
to me.  He kissed me deeply on the lips and said, "Thanks for everything,
you are great."  I patted him on his ass and told him not to be late.  He
smiled and ran for the door.  This time he exited and I heard the Jeep's
engine purr as he drove off to his second day at school.

I headed to the bathroom for a long soothing shower.  When I emerged I had
a game plan for the day.  I did some work, then when it was late enough, I
got dressed and left for the bus stop.  The bus was filled with normal city
folk.  There were the required druggies, the occasional oddball and a host
of fat people.  It smelled like mixture between a Big Mac and sweat.  All
in all, it was a typical bus trip.  My stop arrived and I got out at a
strip mall I knew had a cellular store.  I went in and was greeted by an
over-perky young lady.

"Hello sir, what can I help you with," she asked.  I told her I was
interested in a phone for a cousin of mine.  I gave a vague description of
Brad, including how he is muscular so he probably wouldn't want a tiny
phone.  "How much are you willing to spend?"  I told her that money was not
an issue but that he did not really need massive amounts of minutes.
"Well, this is one of our best models, it features a color screen, text
messaging options and many ring types.  Plus there are options to download
many additional features."  The phone was a flip top model and came in
silver.

While I try not to be an impulse buyer, if I see a good deal I get it.  She
was delighted to see me reach into my wallet, "I will take it."  I figured
it would be a nice surprise for Brad when he came home today.  We went into
specifics and I activated the phone in the store.  I was given the number
and a few dozen booklets for the phone.

"So when is his birthday?"

I was so surprised, I did not have a response.  "Umm, I don't know.  I just
want him to be surprised when he comes home."  She said if he lived with
me.  I said, "Yeah, until his family moves down."  She said that was nice
of me and wished me a good day.  I left feeling quite pleased with myself.
The bus ride home did not even faze me.  I got back to the apartment a
little after 1 pm.  I went straight to my office with the package under my
arm.  I hid it behind some work files and tried to program.  My mind was
not all together there, I kept visualizing how happy Brad would be with the
gift.  Images of his smile kept popping in my brain.  Despite how much I
tried to stay on target, my mind kept wandering.

I finally got inspiration and began to code furiously.  I heard the Jeep
pull up and a few seconds later, the door opened.  I heard Brad walk
quickly to the bedroom then go back outside and back in again.  This time
the door closed.  Unable to just stop at this point, I kept typing away.  I
made a mental note to find out what Brad was doing as soon as I hit a stop
position.  The minutes streaked past as I was lost in code.

When I finally did hit a spot where I could stop, I looked at the clock.
It was well past 4pm and Brad had been home for over an hour.  I left my
office and saw a beautiful sight in the door frame to the bedroom.  A nude
form was performing pull ups.  I could make out the steel bar that
supported Brad's weight, but the sides were out of my vision.  Behind him I
could see a cardboard box and my meager supply of tools.  Brad saw me and
said, "Just a few more and I can talk."  I watched in stunned silence as he
did 5 more pull-ups.  His muscles flexed with the strain.  I appeared his
entire body was into the action.  With a final pull, he reached the top of
the bar and then jumped down.  Landing lightly, he smiled at me.

"Today in gym class, the coach said physical fitness tests began next week.
I wanted to blow all the others away so I got a kit at a sporting goods
store to set up in a door frame.  It was on super discount, only 20 bucks.
I figured you will want to use it too, to get back in shape."  Brad lightly
smacked my gut.  "Okay, your turn, let's see how many pull-ups you got in
that ancient body of yours."

"Ancient, I am only 7 years your senior, step aside boy.  You are in for an
ass whooping."

"Maybe later Gramps, but work first."  With that parting shot, Brad moved
aside and let me take to the sky.  I jumped up and grabbed the bar.  I
immediately got 3 pull-ups out of the way.  Then the going got tough.  I
managed to get 3 more and on the 7th rep, I got halfway up, stayed like
that for a split second then dangled like a marionette puppet.  "That won't
do at all Mike.  I know you got one more somewhere in you."  He smacked my
ass, and I yelped a little.  I did manage to get one last pull-up out of my
straining body.

"Not bad Yoda, time for sit-ups.  Most we can do in 60 seconds.  Time me."
He sat down and I held is legs as he got into position.  I read the second
hand on my watch and said go.  Off he went.  His naked physique found a
stride and he managed to hold onto it for the full minute.  I called time,
and he said, "I got 55 sit-ups, your turn Moses."

"This relic is going to show you a thing or two.  Get ready to lose young
man."  I knew I had him on this one.  For as long as I can remember, I
always had a knack for sit-ups.  I was able to place my mind outside my
body as I performed them.  I would focus on a spot on the distant wall and
ignore everything else.  He called the start and I sped off.  My breakneck
speed made Brad a little worried.  After a minute, I knew my body would be
winded and tired, but I cared not.  I held onto my pace until he called
time.  I said, "71 sit-ups boy.  You have some work to do."

Brad looked at me in awe, "You should gamble, you are one hell of a ringer.
I thought you were doomed with that gut and all.  You need to tell me your
secret."  I told him all in due time.  The final exercise he wanted to
perform was push-ups.  I knew he had me on this, but I wanted to try
anyway.  Our pace was in sync for the first half a minute, but I tapered
off and slowed to a crawl by the 45 second mark.  I did not even reach the
full minute and collapsed.

"Because you did so well in the sit-ups, I won't beat you up for the
pathetic attempt in push-ups.  I will however, tickle you to death."  Brad
rolled me onto my back and began to tickle me.  I was already out of breath
and offered no resistance.  His hands snaked up my shirt and attacked my
bare chest.  I was almost to the point of tears when he finally let up.  He
stood and offered me a hand up.  He gave me a deep, passionate, kiss and my
hands groped his bare ass.  I squeezed his cheeks as he pushed me onto the
bed.  We landed in a heap.

I said, "Brad, unfortunately, I need to get back to work.  I did not get it
all finished.  Besides, you need to do your homework and after that we can
play."  He reluctantly got off me and stood up by the bed.  As he was
leaving, while he was still in range, I smacked him on his bare behind.  He
hopped and increased his rate of departure.  I slowly left the bedroom.  By
the time I entered the common room, Brad was already sprawled on the floor
with books out.  "Anything you need help with?"

"Yes, but nothing school related."  Brad smiled crookedly at me, and he
flipped onto his side and fondled himself.  "I guess I can wait for now."
He flopped back onto his stomach and got back to work.  I sighed and went
into my office.  I closed my door and sat down.  I looked at the package
camouflaged behind my papers.  I thought, well the present can wait until
dinner.

7pm rolls around and I am still chugging away.  I hear a light knock on the
door.  I tell Brad to come on in.  A meek looking Brad quietly enters.  "It
is past 7.  I went ahead and made some sandwiches for dinner."  He was
carrying a plate of them.  He slowly walked over and knelt beside me.  I
only had one chair in the room.  I took one and said thanks.  He stayed
next to me.

I ate the sandwich, it was ham and cheese.  Brad was still there.  "Thanks
Brad, but you can go now if you want."

"I am fine where I am, I just want you to be happy."  He looked at me with
imploring eyes.  "Please say I make you happy."

I took the plate from him, set it down and knelt next to him.  "Of course
you make me happy, you make me the happiest man in the world.  I never want
you to doubt it."  I took his arms in mine and gently kissed them.  He
looked relieved.  "Oh, I almost forgot.  I also went shopping.  This is for
you."  I reached up on the table and past the files.  My hand found the
package and I handed it to him.

Brad slowly took the package.  "You didn't have to.  I am already a burden.
I don't deserve your gifts."

"Nonsense sadsack.  Now open that thing and take a look."  He perked up and
opened the box.  His face lightened as he pulled the phone from the plastic
container.  "I figured you can use that to call if you will be late.  Now
that you are driving in DC, I want you to have a phone if something does go
wrong."  While he was looking at the manual I excused myself to make a
business phone call.  I went out to the common room and called Brad's new
cell phone.

The Liberty Bell March was easily heard in the other room.  Brad did not
answer immediately but let the tune play through its entirety.  "Thbbbbt,"
Brad made the ending sound of Monty Python's starting music.  "I love Monty
Python, how did you know?"

"I didn't, I just went with a gut feeling and since we are kindred spirits
of sorts, I figured why not."  I hung up the phone and joined Brad in the
office again.  He was pushing buttons on the phone and checking out the
different menus.  I sat down next to him and had another sandwich.  I
offered the plate to Brad.  He grabbed one and engulfed it.  I laughed
lightly.  Minutes passed as I watched him intently.  I knew I was falling
for him.  I knew I was not lying when I told Brad he made me the happiest
man in the world.  I hoped the feeling was reciprocal.  I was not ready to
ask him yet.

Eventually, Brad put the phone away.  I looked at the clock and it was
approaching 8:30 pm.  I stood and offered him a hand up.  He took it and
immediately swept me off my feet.  He grunted under the burden and I
giggled.  "I know how to properly thank you."  He carried me into the
bedroom and lightly set me down on the bed.

To say we had sex would not be adequate.  We made love that night.  He
caressed my face and leaned in for a light kiss.  He kissed my neck and
licked my ears.  I moaned and kissed him whenever his face was near mine.
He lightly took a hold of my shirt and removed it.  His tongue ran down my
chest, lightning bolts ran down my spine.  He completely bypassed my groin
and went down to my feet.  He tossed a shoe off and then a sock.  Suddenly
he jumped off the bed and jogged out the door.  I heard the sound of
running water.

Not 30 seconds had passed, before he enters the room again.  He is carrying
two basins of water and 2 wash cloths.  Brad said, "That is the problem
with clothes, after a day in them, you get all sweaty."  Brad began to wash
my foot.  It tickled.  I laughed out loud and begged him to stop.  "I don't
think you want me to."  He tested my toes in his mouth.  "Ah, it is much
cleaner."  He then went to the other foot.  After removing my shoe and
sock, he again washed my foot.  After this one was done, he lightly licked
my foot.

Then he said, "Well, why stop there.  Let me wash you all over."  He washed
my already bare chest, then my arms especially under them.  He taste
tested.  "They are a bit soapy still."  He rinsed them again and licked my
underarms.  His hands were running up and down my arms.  They had an
electric effect on me.

He finally undid my belt and pulled down my pants.  My boxers were still
on.  He lifted one leg and ran a soapy wash cloth along it.  As he rinsed
it off, he again ran his tongue along my leg.  He kissed it all over.  Brad
repeated the process with my other leg.  He began to massage my chest and
legs.  His hands gradually came together at my waist.  He grinned evilly
and pulled my boxers down.  He grabbed the soapy cloth and washed my pubic
hair, then my balls and finally my dick.  He rinsed off the region, but did
not taste his work.  He pulled over and onto my chest.  He washed my upper
back, then my mid-back, and finally my lower back.  He began a slow
massage.  I was moaning to the feeling.

Brad moved down to my rear end.  He washed both my cheeks and thoroughly
washed my crack.  This he did taste test.  His tongue ran down my crack to
my asshole.  He began to probe it with his tongue.  My moaning grew louder.
His hands were still running up and down my back.  He rimmed me until I
could not take it.  "I want you, I want you to make love to me."

"What do you think I have been doing?  Just lay still and let me finish."
He flipped me over again and began to massage my penis.  I looked down at
him.  He seemed to sense my stare and crawled up my body and kissed me
deeply.  His right hand never left my dick.  He was not jacking me, just
rubbing me sensually.  My hands ran through his fair hair.  He let go of my
mouth and traveled down my body again.  He finally took my now erect penis
in his mouth.  With the entire prelude, I was not up to a long drawn out
action.  My body was close and I knew it.  I told him that I would shoot
soon.  He retracted his hot mouth from my member and began to jack it.  He
traveled up my body and we locked our mouths.

Our tongues battled each other as my body built up for the release.  I
ejaculated all over the both of us.  His and my stomach seemed covered in
cream.  He left my mouth and licked my chest clean.  He took the cr^Ême
on his chest and rubbed it on his swollen cock.  He rolled me over again
and I knew he was finally going to enter me.  He gently pushed my cheeks
aside and slid his member into my anus.  I sighed at the long absent
feeling.  I felt whole with him inside me.  There was no pain, only
blissful love.  He began to thrust into me.

Brad leaned forward and kissed the back of my neck.  He licked my tongue
while he increased the pace.  My moaning quickened with his thrusts.  He
began to drive harder now.  I knew he was getting close.  With one final
thrust, he exploded deep in me.  He pulled out and embraced me.  During the
afterglow, we just cuddled.  He was still behind me, his powerful arms
wrapped around my body.  "I never want to let you go Mike."

As he leaned over to turn out the light I said, "I never want you to either
Brad."  Darkness surrounds us and we continue to hold each other for a long
time in the dark.  Occasionally, Brad would kiss my neck or my ear.
Eventually I turned to face him.  I could barely make out his outline in
the darkened room.  I kissed him and he kissed me.  We lay all night in
each others arms.  Life is wonderful.

Eventually we drifted off to sleep.  I felt like my life was complete with
Brad.  I still did not know what he thought.  Maybe tomorrow I would ask
him.  I did understand now how he liked the feeling of me inside him.  I
loved knowing his cooling cum was still inside me.  That made me feel more
whole.  I closed my eyes for the last time that night and the deep abyss of
night took us.

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Part 5

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