Date: Thu, 26 Aug 2004 17:41:35 -0700 (PDT)
From: michaelkevin pittman <mikekpbear@yahoo.com>
Subject: Rudy   (ADULT-YOUTH)

The story you are about to read is all fiction.
You should not be reading this story if:
     You are under the legal age to be viewing this kind of thing
      You are offended by the idea of intergenerational, (thats probably
not really a word but you get the idea) or incestuous sex between persons
of the same sex.
       You are offended by kinky sex, group sex, water sports etc...

All that being said, If you like this story and have constructive
comments or suggestions, I'd like to hear (or at least read) them.

My email address is:  mikekpbear@yahoo.com  I can also be reached via
yahoo messenger, (mikekpbear) or via AOL messenger (mickalbear53)

So anyway, Here we go...

Rudy


   Rudy was six when he came to live with me.  His dad (Bruce) was my
best friend in High School. We had "fooled around" as kids... mostly just
bump and tickle.  I knew from early on that i was gay,  (didnt know the
word for it yet, but i knew that the only thing that got me hard and
horny was cock)  but, I didn't know what was going on with Bruce.  And,
unfortunately, I didn't know how to tell him about it either.  And, more
unfortunately, I didnt find out how he felt until it was too late..

   Oh well.  as they say, life goes on.... Bruce got married... nice
girl...  we got along well...  I was Best Man at the wedding. The wedding
was really small.  Bruce was an only child, his father had died a year or
two before he graduated, and sadly, his mom was on her way out, from a
lingering illness.  Joy, on the other hand had no family at all.  I don't
know the details of why that was.  So, it was a very small wedding. But,
still and all, things were great... They moved into a nice house on the
other side of town... We got together every so often, and always had a
great time together.   I was very happy for them... They seemed to be
really in love...

   Rudy came along a couple of years after they got married.  Beautiful
little boy... looked just like his daddy.  Dirty blonde hair, huge
expressive blue eyes.  And just a wonderful kid to be around .  Not just
because he was the son of my 2 best friends.  (Yeah, Joy became my best
friend too.)  But because he just was a happy little baby  who all too
soon, grew to be a courteous, well behaved, intelligent beyond his years,
inquisitive as all get out, happy little boy.  Maybe a little on the
chubby side.  Definitely not fat, but definitely not skinny either,  just
kinda round in all the right places.

   Because my 2 friends had kind of settled into married life, and then
were busy raising their little boy, I started to have more and more time
on my own.  I graduated from high school, pretty much fell into a decent
job, (with a very decent paycheck) and spent the next few years exploring
what it was to be me, and my sexuality.  I certainly wasnt ready to
settle down yet, but i had a few fuck buddies i played around with.  (one
of whom will be coming into this story very shortly... (be patient G!!
I'm getting to it)  And I started to develop a hell of a fantasy life
besides.

   I had always, been attracted to Bruce, but I thought he was straight.
So, any sex i ever had with him, (outside of what we did while we were in
high school) was strictly jack off fantasies, inside my head.   But man
oh man  those fantasies... Bruce, naked, except for an old worn, piss
stained, cum stained, and sweaty jock strap, lying on his back, after a
long workout at the gym, sweat glistening in all the right places of his
compact, round, and hairy body.  In my mind, I could see him lying there,
his dick just starting to get hard, pushing his jock even more out of
shape than it already was, knees bent just enough so i could see his
taint and the beginning of his hairy ass crack.  I could hear him too,
asking me in a very sexy, deep guttural groan, to lick him everywhere.
Then, after i spent close to an hour or so, licking his sweaty pits,
sucking his erect nipples, slowly working my way down over his hairy ,
slight beer belly, (yes, my friend Bruce, he sure did like his beer )
until i got to his fragrant jock strap.  Just as my nose came into
contact with the mesh material covering his uncut cock, he would start to
piss.  And as soon as the pouch was completely soaked with his beer piss,
i would suck it out of his jock pouch.  Then he would roll over, and in
that same sexy, nasty voice, he'd say.... "if you suck my hole for
awhile, I'll let you fuck me.  Then he'd get up on all fours, knees
spread wide, reach back and spread the cheeks of his hairy bubble butt
with both hands, push the fleshly lips of his sweat and piss soaked
asshole out at me, and plead with me.... "please suck my hole.... I love
it when you eat me out.... then FUCK ME silly!!
eight times out of ten, by the time my tongue touched his wide open hole,
and i tasted his piss and sweat and ass funk, (his hole was sweaty and
pissy but clean).... I'd cum... always seemed like gallons.

   Then, after awhile, my fantasy changed... while i was busy sucking out
his hot hole, I'd look up, and little Rudy would be standing there,
naked as the day he was born, little uncut cock, as hard or even harder
than mine.  That made me cum even harder.  Afterwords, I always felt a
little guilty, but I'd get over it thinking... well... Its only a fantasy
anyway.... IT'LL  NEVER happen anyway....  so whats the harm in a little
fantasy anyway??  As long as I get my rocks off, and nobody gets hurt,
where's the harm??

   Things went on like that for awhile...I had my fantasies.... I had my
fuck buddies.... everything was cool.  I started playing with my friend G
regularly.  He was as kinky and nasty as I was.  We did things to each
other that I never would have believed that 2 guys could do together.
and we both always came really really hard, and came away from each
session extremely satisfied... I even told him about my fantasies about
Bruce.  But, I stopped short when it came to telling him about the "Rudy"
part... Just didnt know how he would react to it.  But, I started to get
these "vibes" from him... Every once in awhile, when we chatted over the
internet, he'd send me pics.  and the models in these pics kept getting
younger and younger.  and the younger they got, the nastier the actions
going on in the pics got.  I was just getting to the point that I thought
that maybe it'd be a good idea to tell him about my fantasies involving
Rudy, when my whole life got turned around by one simple phone call.

   When Rudy had his 3rd birthday party, (my fantasies hadn't started to
develop with Rudy in them yet... not for another year or two)  Joy pulled
me aside and said "Bruce and I would like to talk to you about
something."  I agreed and the next thing I knew, i was in a lawyer's
office, signing papers that basically said that if anything ever happened
to Bruce and Joy, that I would get full custody of little Rudy.  I
accepted for a few reasons, Bruce and Joy were my best friends, I simply
adored little Rudy, and I was absolutely certain that nothing like that
would ever happen, but, If it made them rest a little easier knowing that
there was someone who they cared for, who also cared for their little
boy, willing to take over for them if the need arose, well, what the hey?
What are friends for anyway?  So, as I said.... Life went on.... (as it
has a habit of doing)

   The summer after Rudy turned six, Bruce and Joy decided that they
wanted to get away for awhile.  They were to take a back packing trip in
Alaska.  They asked me if I would mind taking care of Rudy while they
were gone?  I said sure, no problem at all.  I arranged to take some time
off from work, and Rudy came to stay at my house.  Bruce and Joy were
going to be gone for 3 weeks.  Somehow, during the past couple of years,
Rudy and I had developed a nice comfortable "favorite nephew, favorite
uncle" kind of relationship.  We were comfortable with each other.  He
trusted me, and we were both genuinely happy that we were going to be
able to spend this time together.  I had already decided that during this
time, I would put my sex life on hold, (and fantasy life for that matter-
my house was very small- one bedroom that he and I would be sharing) and
would devote all my time to making sure that Rudy was enjoying his first
summer vacation from school.  There were little strange things happening
during the first few days of "our vacation", but I'll get into that in a
bit...

   About a week after Bruce and Joy left,  I got a phone call....  As
soon as the secretary on the other end announced that the call was from
the law firm we had used for Rudy's custody papers, I felt a chill go
thru my body.....  The lawyer got on the line and said...
"Mr Peters..... there's been an accident.  I need to see you as soon as
possible in my office.  It is Urgent." I said i would be there as soon as
Rudy got up from his nap, and he hung up.  I just stood there with the
phone in my hand for a couple of moments (may have been longer... time
just kind of froze).......

   When it finally sank in,  and time started moving again, I called my
friend G.  Didn't know who else to call.  He said that he had a few
things to take care of, and he would be at my house early the next
morning...  I hung up, and waited for Rudy to wake up from his nap....

PART 2 TO FOLLOW SOON...