Date: Wed, 7 Mar 2012 16:56:30 -0800 (PST)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Ahn Boys III

Talk at the table was light but Jesse didn't say much, in fact he didn't
say anything unless he was asked a direct question, which didn't happen. He
had an accent that indicated he was from the south, maybe not as far as
Texas but definitely somewhere south of where we were in North east. He
kept his attention on his plate most of the time but I kept my eyes on him
as much as I could and at least once I caught him looking at me.

"What are you gonna do about getting Jesse some clothes Lucian," Mathias
asked. I hadn't thought about it. I was too busy thinking about getting him
out of his clothes. I was dying to see the boy unclothed. I knew that if
his boy parts were as cute as the rest of him then they too would be
something to stare at, for openers.

"Well, I can do it in this morning, that is, if I can trust you guys to do
your school work without being baby sat. Or I can do it this afternoon
while you work in the yard.

"Umm, clothes Mr. Lucian," Jesse asked tentatively, finally looking up from
his plate. Mathias started to speak and I put my hand up to stop him.

"You can call me Lucian Jesse, just Lucian. I have purchased clothing for
all of the boys Jesse. Each boy has a set of good clothes that they wear
during school or when we eat supper in the formal dining room, and a set of
work clothes as well as shoes."

The clothes he was wearing were better than what the other boys were
wearing but not by much.

"I did it for a reason Jesse and unless you are planning on not staying at
auntie Ahn's then I insist that you have new clothing." The adorable young
thing nodded his head in acquiescence or possibly just plain resignation.

"Are you going to have Jesse sleep with you too Lucian," Frankie
asked. Fortunately the boy said it in a soft voice and since Giselle was in
the pantry she didn't hear it. Jesse got a rather stricken expression on
his smooth young face.

"That isn't the kind of question that you need to ask Frankie and in any
case this isn't the place to ask it," I said, my voice a little sterner
than I wanted. The young preteen apologized immediately and meant it. I
went on.

"That was a decision that you boys made. It's not fair to expect a new
comer to be a part of your decision." I expected that to be the end of it
but it wasn't. Willie asked permission to explain to Jesse and since
Giselle wasn't back in the kitchen I nodded my head. Willie, who was
sitting next to the boy, told him in a soft voice,

"Lucian had experienced a terrible loss so when we boys first met him we
agreed that one of us would spend the night with him every night so he
would have company and not be alone. We all take turns and we do it because
we want to not because we have to. It's actually pretty nice to have some
peace and quiet and not be all jammed into auntie's tiny house and to sleep
in a nice bed with clean sheets and everything." The other boys nodded
their heads in agreement.

"Besides," Mathias started up and I called his name rather sharply. He
stopped and gave me a guilty look and I didn't feel the need to say
anymore. The little boys' spontaneity was charming most of the time,
exciting at other times, but certainly not always either of those things.

Breakfast was finished without fanfare and we adjourned to the library. I'd
taken to teaching the boys games between breakfast and school work. So far
they had learned backgammon and cribbage and we were now on chess. We had
yet to actually finish a game, generally starting a new one each
morning. The purpose was to teach them all of the moves then focus on the
opening moves of the game. That day it was Willie sitting across from me
with the rest of the boys standing close to the table watching intently. We
had gotten about 5 moves into the game and Willie was getting ready to make
a move but Jesse stopped him.

"Don't move that knight," the boy said it somewhat abruptly then apologized
immediately, clearly embarrassed by his outburst. I was surprised, not at
the outburst but at his knowledge of the game. He was quite correct in
stopping Willie because in 2 more moves I could have checked him with
checkmate in 3 moves.

"Why not make that move Jesse? What move would you make," I asked him
quietly and he told me. He was correct on his assumption and while the move
he suggested wouldn't have been the best one but it would have staved off
an early checkmate. "Why don't you change places with Willie," I
suggested. Jesse shook his head while Willie nodded his and the boys
clapped and hoorayed for the boy and Willie got out of the chair.

We played the game and while I'm not a champion by any means, I have been
fairly successful. It was clear that Jesse knew the game very well and I
finally checkmated him but it was a fight to the end. Once again the boys
clapped loudly and patted Jesse on the back. I extended my hand toward him
and he took it albeit with seeming reluctance. I wanted to ask him where he
learned but didn't. Jesse appeared to be very tight lipped and I figured
there was a reason for that.

Willie, I want you to get the boys dressed and into their studies. Please
keep them on task. Boys," I said to the crew, "Willie is in charge."
Everybody nodded their heads and filed out of the room to go change. I went
into the kitchen to inform Giselle what the plan was and said that we'd be
back for lunch and if not to go ahead without us. I went out with Jesse in
tow, climbed into my little speedster and off we went.

We parked outside of the same clothing store that I'd taken the rest of the
boys to. "We'll be purchasing 2 sets of clothes, as I said before, as well
as extra work shirts, a pair of work shoes and another for dress up and
we'll be picking out socks and underwear. The boy gave me a perplexed look.

"Why underwear Lucian, I don't need underwear." I explained to him that
young men of character, well dressed young men wore underclothing but he
seemed not to understand that.

"Look, Jesse," I said. "Even though you might not believe it I was a street
boy once. I had nothing, I was nothing. I was taken in by a very kind man
who taught me about being an educated man of means. Everything I have is
because of him. That is what I am offering the rest of the boys, and now
offering you."

"What did the man get out of it," Jesse asked. Clearly he didn't believe I
got it all for nothing. I didn't hesitate.

"I was his lover from the age of 11 until he passed away about 7 months
ago. I became his lover because I wanted to not because he forced me or
made me do it in trade for everything else. I loved him dearly and miss him
dearly." Apparently Jesse heard the sincerity in my voice.

"I'm sorry Lucian; I didn't mean to be nosy." I said that was okay, no harm
done. He was quiet for a moment then said,

"Do the other boys have sex with you?" I smiled and said that he would have
to ask them that question.

"Let's go get you some clothing," I said with a smile and got out of the
car. Jesse followed me into the store where a somewhat snooty sales clerk
approached me and asked if he could help. He looked Jesse up and down,
practically sneering at his old clothing and unkempt look.

Picking out the trousers and shirts was pretty straightforward. We took
them into the dressing room to try them on, the clerk following us
in. Jesse didn't seem inclined to make a move.

"I think he's uncomfortable undressing in front of strangers," I said,
motioning toward the door. The clerk explained that it was store policy
that an adult be present in the changing rooms with a child. I said that
was fine that I would remain with the boy. The clerk then said that it was
preferred that a store staff person be present. I leaned toward him and
said softly,

"So far I have resisted Wilbur Smithington's entreaties to go partners with
him in this store. Your attitude is causing me to reconsider that
decision." I did not need to point out that Wilbur owned the store. The
clerk's face went crimson and he backed out of the room closing the door
softly.

"I don't mind you being here Julian but that man is a shit," Jesse said
quietly.  I agreed with him. Jesse immediately started to unbutton his
pants then stopped. I looked at him quizzically.

"I don't have any underwear on Lucian," he said rather embarrassed. I
should have guessed that given what he'd said outside. I opened the door
and called to the clerk to bring some undergarments for the boy. I let the
man in to measure Jesse then he left and returned a moment later with a
pair of white cotton briefs and a sleeveless undershirt, not the t-shirts
that would become popular in another 20 years.

Jesse peeled his dingy shirt off and pulled on the under shirt then
proceeded to peel his pants off. He kept his back to me offering only his
bare naked butt to my view and what a magnificent butt it was. The twin
globes of his narrow ass extended outward from the small of his back into
glorious mounds of infinitely squeezable flesh. Jesse remained slightly
hunched over and reached out for the briefs which I handed to him. I
watched him step into them and caught a quick glance at the underside of
his balls, which appeared to be hanging somewhat low. Once the other foot
was in he stood up and adjusted himself.

The fabric was pulled somewhat tightly across his butt making it even more
inviting that it naturally was. Jesse inspected himself in the mirror then
turned around and glanced over his shoulder to see what that looked like. I
was almost shocked at the size of the bulge I was looking at. I could
clearly see the outline of his cock and the head underneath the thin fabric
which caused me to think that he was cut. The head appeared to be resting
against his balls which also made a fairly nice bulge themselves.

"How do they look Lucian," he asked. There were a lot of things I wanted to
say but kept my tongue. I said they looked good but looked as though they
might be a little tight.

"They are through here, he said, cupping all that which made him boy. I
wasn't surprised.

"What about the waist," I asked. He said that felt fine, just the front
seemed tight. The kid was definitely larger than any of the rest of the
boys; that was apparent. "Try the trousers on Jesse." The boy did as I
requested and I watched intently as he pulled them, zipped and
buttoned. The work pants fit him nicely as well but didn't do anything to
hide his boyhood bulge or his glorious ass. Next were the dress pants which
also seemed to fit him well and after that the shirts.

When we came out of the dressing room the clerk was overly obsequious as
well he should have been. We ended up getting Jesse shod in footwear just
like the rest of the boys, added extra shirts and underwear and were
finished by 11 am. I decided to treat the boy to lunch and since he was
dressed in new clothes I took him to decent restaurant where I might
actually enjoy the food.

He didn't know what to order so I got him a blue plate special which was
meat loaf, mashed potatoes and gravy with corn on the side. What I had was
of little importance. When I asked Jesse if could tell me anything about
himself he seemed a little gun shy and would only say that he ran away from
home, home being another city a couple of hundred miles from where we
were. I asked how far he'd gotten in school and he said 7th level. He said
he'd liked school and got good marks. I told him what was expected if he
was going to be frequenting my home and said he'd be able to do that.

"I'm tired of being on the lam Lucian," he said. I'd like to just get back
to being a normal boy."  Jesse asked me about my life so I gave him the
short version.

"You had a man for a lover when you were 11," he said and I nodded my
head. He wanted to know what it was like so I asked him what he
meant. "Well, you know, did you do stuff. Did he do it to you?" I was
honest with the boy and of course asked if it hurt. I went through the
whole thing with him explaining that what begins as some pain soon becomes
pleasurable. He wanted to know if I did it with the boys then caught
himself. "I know; I have to ask them."

Back at the house I took him into the room where the boys changed their
clothes, handed him the bottle of nail polish and told him how to mark his
clothing then told him to meet us in the kitchen when he was finished. I
found the boys finishing up their lunch and all of them seemed quite happy
to see me. Mathias asked where Jesse was and I said that he'd run away. I
got a chorus of why's, and Oh no's and quickly dispelled it by telling them
I was joking and he was marking his clothing.

"I assume that everything went well Willie," I said. He said that
everything was fine but he also cast a quick glance at the two youngest
boys who all of a sudden seemed very interested in their lunch plates even
though they were empty. I let it go assuming that whatever it was had
gotten resolved.

"Tonight's dinner is formal boys and dinner will be at 6 sharp." I'd had
them participate in 2 formal dinners so far and they had done fairly
well. This would be the first one for Jesse and I was anxious to see how he
did because it might give me some insight about his upbringing. The boy in
question chose to enter the kitchen at that moment to a chorus of
greetings.

Lunch finished I herded the boys outside and we took a little tour of the
property just to see how things were progressing. Gated, fenced, and hedged
my house sat on about 4 acres of land, all that was left of the 40 acres
that it had been when Edgar was Willie's age. Almost as soon as we started
walking Mathias sidling up to me and slipped an arm around my waist so I
draped mine across his narrow shoulders. 10 minutes after that it was
Tobias in that spot and 10 minutes after that it was Willie. We wandered
the entire property making note of things, what needed to be done and
when. We noted what flowers and plants were doing well and what needed to
be culled. All in all we were out traipsing about for almost 2 hours during
which every boy but Jesse had walked at my side. I wondered what might be
going on with that boy.

"Can we go swimming Lucian," Mathias asked, his request accompanied by a
chorus of yeah's. We headed back toward the house and 10 minutes later the
boys were stripping their clothes off and laying them neatly in the chairs
that sat along one wall under the windows that were now
un-boarded. Everybody, that is, except Jesse who stood off to one side and
watched. I couldn't quite place the expression on his face but it was
closer to fear than excitement.

"Are you going to swim Jesse," I asked him. By that time Mathias was
jumping into the water. Jesse shook his head, rather vehemently I
thought. I asked why and he shook his head.

"Come on Lucian, Jesse, come in the pool," Mathias called out as Tobias and
Frankie both jumped in.

"Well, let's just sit here and watch. Is that okay?" The boy nodded his
head and we both sat down. Jesse seemed to focus on the two older boys as
they finally got naked. Willie turned toward us, his wonderful naked
boyhood in clear view, asking if we were going to swim.

"Not today I think," I told him. The boy nodded his head then dove into the
pool. The boys frolicked and laughed and swam about. I wondered if maybe
that was part of it, that Jesse didn't know how to swim so I asked him. I
got a head nod from him.

"I can teach you if you'd like Jesse." He shook his head. After a little
more discussion I discerned that he was embarrassed by the fact that he
couldn't swim and didn't feel like he wanted to learn in front of the rest
of the boys.

"Okay, look," I said turning toward him. "You know that one of the boys
stays with me every night." He nodded his head. "I don't know if you want
to be part of that or not but you're certainly welcome to, in fact I sort
of encourage it because it gives me the chance to spend quality time with
each of the boys and I'd like to be able to do that for you as well. In any
case, if you choose to stay the night, how about if I teach you to swim,
just you and me?" The boy shrugged his shoulders.

"Maybe," he said in a very soft voice. This, I thought to myself, was a
troubled boy and I hoped that at some point he was going to trust me enough
to talk with me about it. Jesse and I watched in silence as the boys played
and it became obvious, at least to me, that they were starting to engage in
some grab ass. It wasn't long before Mathias got out of the pool and
revealed a stone hard cock with Tobias right behind him, also hard as a
rock. I glanced at Jesse who was staring open mouthed. Mathias dropped to
his knees in front of Tobias and began sucking the 11 year olds'
cock. Willie and Edward cheered the little boy on then Edward got out of
the pool, his cock standing tall and proud in front of his taut belly. He
stepped over to the 2 boys and Mathias immediately turned his head and took
the older boys' cock into his mouth and began paying homage to it while
stroking his own little boner. Frankie got down onto the concrete and put
his head in Mathias' lap and did to him what Mathias was doing to Edward.

Jesse seemed shocked by the sex show going on less than 15 feet from us and
it seemed clear that he wasn't unaffected by it for his hand began pushing
at the front of his trousers. Willie pulled himself up and sat at the pools
edge at the shallow end across from us with his legs spread, his cock
sticking up in the air between his pale thighs. Franked went to the boy
and, still in the water, leaned in and started sucking Willie off.

"They don't care that we're watching them," Jesse asked. Before I could
answer Mathias called out to me.

"Come on Lucian; let me suck your big cock." Jesse looked me in the eyes,
then at the front of my trousers, his question about sex with the boys
seemingly answered. Further confirmation came a second later when the
youngest boy of the group suggested that I fuck him right there at the edge
of the pool.

"Can I go upstairs Lucian," Jess asked. I looked at him for a second then
nodded my head.

"I'll go up with you." He shook his head and said,

"You don't have to Lucian. I mean if you want to, you know, stay and..." He
let the sentence trail off. Instead of answering him directly I called out
to Willie that Jesse and I were going upstairs and we'd see the boys when
they were finished. When Jesse stood up it was clear that he was hard
although he turned away from me right away. Upstairs I got us each a coca
cola and went outside to sit in the shade. Neither of us said anything for
a moment.



"Are they always like Lucian?" I asked what he meant. "So ready to be
sexy." I didn't know how to answer that so said,

"Something bothers you about that?" Jesse shrugged his shoulders and said
he didn't know. We were sitting close so I asked if I could put my arm
around his shoulder and he nodded his head so I did and then pulled gently
on him. The boy leaned over and let his head rest on my shoulder.

"Yes Jesse, the boys tend to be a little exuberant in their behavior some
times and yes as you can see it does get sexual. They have no problem
expressing that and honestly I don't have a problem with it either. And
yes, most of the time I play with them but you have to understand, they
invited me into their play. Needless to say I went willingly but what you
need to know is that you aren't expected to follow their behavior and if
you choose not to neither them or I will think any differently of you. You
will continue to be just as welcome in my home regardless. Do you
understand?" He nodded his head but barely.

"I meant what I said about teaching you to swim if you want to, whether you
spend the night or not and if you choose to spend the night you aren't
required to engage in sex with me in fact you don't even have to sleep in
my bed. I have12 more bedrooms you could choose from."

"Okay Lucian, thank you," he said so softly that I barely heard him. I took
my arm from across his shoulders but he continue to lean against me so I
put it back and felt him snuggle in a little more.

"You miss this don't you Jesse," I said quietly, "physical affection, being
held." He nodded his head gently. He was quiet and didn't move and then I
felt the gentle undulation of his body and knew the boy was crying. I
hugged him a little tighter and his bottle of coke fell from his hand and
he turned put his full body against mine, his head pressed into my chest
and hugged me ferociously. He sobbed quietly but sob he did. I wrapped both
arms around him, one against his head, holding it gently. I cooed softly to
him, told him it was going to be okay, we would take care of him and love
him as much as he needed to be loved.

Giselle popped her head out the door as if to ask me something but I
quickly waved her away. Jesse finally stopped sobbing and loosened his grip
on me somewhat and eventually let go completely, as did I. He turned back
to face forward.

"I'm sorry Lucian I dropped my soda and wasted it," he said, bending over
to pick it up and salvage what he could. I told him not to worry about it,
it wasn't important.


Dinner went along just fine and I discovered that Jesse fairly well knew
the various place settings, which fork or spoon to use and overall gave a
good showing of himself. I wondered if he was going to share his previous
life with me but that would be up to him. I wouldn't ask. I had the younger
boys place their napkin the neck of their shirts, a behavior that I found
primitive but they were boys after all and I didn't relish the idea of
having to buy new shirts just because they stained the ones they had from
food. Jesse placed his napkin in his lap and for the entire 5 course meal I
didn't once have to remind him to keep his elbow off the table.  It was
getting on toward 7:30 by the time we finished and the boys changed into
their original clothes and were ready to head back home to auntie Ahn's.

I was sitting in the library enjoying the peace and quiet. According to my
reckoning it would be Edward spending the night and I was looking forward
to it. He was a warm affectionate boy who enjoyed getting fucked as much as
he liked fucking so I was thinking and wondering how the evening was going
to go. I was quite startled when I heard Jesse's voice behind me.

"I hope its okay that I am spending the night Lucian and not Edward." His
voice carried a tentative tone to it. I turned around in my chair as he
came up alongside me.

"Well of course it is Jesse, you're always welcome." He thanked me and sat
in the wing chair next to me. He was quiet so I complimented him on his
table etiquette and said that it looked like he'd had some experience at
formal dining. I wasn't sure just what the expression was that crossed his
face meant but it was joy and laughter.

"Yes Lucian, that would be correct, I have."  Silence for awhile.

"We have a few hours before we should turn in Jesse. Is there anything
you'd like to do?" He finally smiled, just a little one, and nodded his
head.

"I think I'd like to take you up on your offer to teach me how to swim."  I
acknowledged his statement and asked if he'd like to wait a little bit or
go down to the pool right then. Jesse said he didn't need to wait.

Downstairs we undressed and while Jesse basically tossed his clothing in a
pile I draped mine nicely. So it was that when I finally dropped my briefs
and turned to face him the boy was already fully naked and waiting for
me. Jesse stared unashamedly at my cock and I his.

The boy amazed me. Of course I'd seen boys like him but they were very few
and very far between. The first thing was that he was hung like a boy 2-3
years older than he. Soft, his circumcised cock was about 6 inches,
moderately thick and circumcised. His balls were medium to large sized and
seemed to be at full hang or close to it, one nice sized egg hanging lower
than the other. All of this was below a torso that was very well defined
despite his being somewhat stocky.

The second thing was that there wasn't a hair to be seen anywhere below his
neck. He was as smooth as a newborn babe. I'd seen men who shaved their
pubis, a few boys who had, but that didn't appear to be the case with
Jesse. He had yet to develop the requisite body hair to go along with his
plumbing.

"Gosh Lucian you're thing is huge," he said softly, his large brown eyes
staring at me. "It's as..." and he stopped. I chose not to ask what he was
going to say, instead saying,

"Well for what it's worth Jesse you're very well put together as well. Come
on then, let's see if we can get you swimming.

"Umm, actually that was a bit of a lie. I know how to swim Lucian I just
felt uncomfortable taking my clothes off in front of the boys. I feel
different because I'm sort of big for my age but I have no hairs there."

"Aahhh, I see. That's understandable Jesse. So now you just want to swim is
that it?" He shook his head and said that what he really wanted, actually
needed, was to bathe. "All you needed to do was say so Jesse; we can do
that upstairs." There was no need to get dressed since there was no one
else in the house except Giselle and I knew that she would be ensconced in
her rooms on the 3rd floor.

5 minutes later we were upstairs in my bedroom. I asked if he minded that I
showered with him since I always performed that ablution prior to going to
bed. He said that was fine with him. In the shower I offered to wash his
back, which he agreed to. I reached into the soap jar and scooped out two
fingers worth of the scented stuff. Edgar's mother had a skin condition as
well as a great deal of pain in her hands so had her own soap made and
instead of a bar it was more like the consistency of soft lard and kept in
a wide mouthed jar.

I rubbed my hands together to spread the stuff then started at Jesse's
shoulders and worked all the way down onto the top portion of his
incredible butt. Back at the top I proceeded to massage the boys' shoulders
which earned me a deep sigh followed by a moan of pleasure. "Do you mind if
I finish the job Jesse, wash your entire body," I asked him. In a very soft
voice he said okay. Staying behind him I dropped down and from his feet to
his butt without going inside his gluteal cleavage. I re-soaped and did his
front including his arms but still from behind him. The boy rested against
me while I washed his chest and belly and all the way down to his smooth
pubis but didn't touch his boy stuff. I then did his hair, gently scrubbing
his scalp and got more soft moans of pleasure. I got him rinsed off,
turning his back to the shower head and saw that he'd gotten about a third
of the way hard, his cock stretching out to an easy 7 to 7½ inches.

"Lucian, you didn't do my butt or my stuff," he said when I finished
rinsing him.

"I didn't want to go there without your permission Jesse."

"It's okay Lucian, you have my permission." I soaped my hands again and
stood behind the boy and put both hands down under his balls and washed
upward, dragging the sac of eggs up then moving my hands one over the other
to soap his crotch and his balls causing him to moan deeply. I moved upward
and took hold of his cock, now fully hardened, and gripped the stiff shaft
in soapy fingers and slid right up over the swollen head.

"Oohhh gosh," Jesse sighed as I worked his intensely sensitive boyhood
parts. I continued to work there with one hand while the other went behind
him and washed his magnificent butt cheeks and as I slipped into the crack
he moved one foot outward to give me better access to his puckered
muscle. I moved my soapy fingers back and forth over the tight little bud
and worked the very tip just inside the muscle a little bit. My cock was
fully hardened as well, standing upright and pressed against Jesse's hip. I
started to pull my hands from between his cheeks and from under his balls
when he turned to face me.

"Take me to your bed and love me Lucian. Please, right now; will you?" The
expression on his smooth young face was one of need, not lust. I nodded my
head. While Jesse rinsed I quickly washed my crotch front to back and my
armpits. I glanced at Jesse while I washed and was amazed once again at the
size of his cock standing tall and proud in front of his flat belly. His
balls hung even lower than before because of the heat of the shower and
swung freely as the boy moved. He got out while I rinsed and quickly began
drying himself off with one of the towels I'd place on the rack. Jesse
dried very quickly, a boy seemingly on a mission. I suspected that it had
something to do with his story, something to do with why he "was on the
lam."

I got out, dried off and found Jesse already in the bed and under the
covers. I climbed in alongside of him and the immediately moved in to
me. "Can you hold me Lucian?" I reached out and he melted into my arms and
held onto me as if his life was in danger. I held him just as tightly and
could practically feel his heart beating against my chest. I could
definitely feel his raging hard cock against my belly. We lay like that for
a good 3-4 minutes before he reached down and took hold of my cock.

"Can you put this in my bottom Lucian, right now." I told him that might
hurt him but Jesse was adamant. "It's okay Lucian, please, I need it in
me." He wasn't begging but pretty close to it. I surmised that the boy had
some deep longing that I wasn't aware of and that longing probably wasn't
only about getting fucked. It was more than that. I reached up to my
headboard and popped open the secret compartment and pulled out the tube of
KY and a hand towel. I quickly smeared my cock with the stuff and before I
could even ask Jesse if he wanted me to do his hole and threw one leg over
my waist then knelt above me. Reaching behind himself he took hold of my
cock and placed it against his hole then sat down, forcing the head through
his tight little muscle.

"Agghhh," he cried out but didn't stop. He continued to lower himself until
he was sitting on my lap, my cock shoved all the way up inside his ass and
the expression on his face wasn't one of intense pleasure. Once seated, he
leaned forward and laid on me and put his arms around my neck. "Hold me
like this for a minute please Lucian." I wrapped my arms around his body,
one high on his back and the other lower. Jesse sighed heavily as if this
was exactly what he needed for his life to be perfect. I had no qualms
about it; I was buried deep inside of him and it felt great to me. I could
feel Jesse's cock pressed against my belly and it didn't feel like it had
lost any of its tumescence.

I began to move my hands, slowly rubbing his back and down onto the
glorious mounds of his 12 year old butt. I heard him moan very softly, a
moan of pleasure and not pain. In a few minutes Jesse began to move his
butt from side to side and to and fro grinding his cock against me. I heard
his breathing change and little groans coming from deep in his throat. I
kept both hand on his butt, kneading and squeezing, separating the twin
globes and letting them come back together. Finally Jesse moved into a
sitting position, placed his hands on my chest and began to move up and
down.

He looked down at me through eyes were mere slit as he rose and fell on my
cock. Then his head went backwards and he moaned loudly. His up and down
movements changed at times. On the down stroke he moved his hips forward
which caused my pole to wiggle around inside of his bowels. He reached
behind himself and felt where my cock had entered his body then went lower
and cupped my balls then put his hands back on my chest and started moving
again.

"My legs are getting tired Lucian, can you get me on my back and still stay
inside of me?" His voice had deepened, which was no surprised. I said that
I could so we started the process until I got into the kneeling
position. At that point Jesse said that he wanted to stay there for a
moment. He rested against me, his head on my shoulder and arms around my
back. I held him to me, reveling in the feel of his body, the warmth of
him, and his soft skin against mine. I could feel his cock pressed against
my belly and I ran my hands up and down his back, onto his butt, and just
held the boy. I wondered what was going on with him because clearly
something was.

"I was supposed to be doing this a few months ago," he whispered in my ear
so softly that I had to strain to hear him. "And then he was taken away
from me." I felt his body shudder slightly and then the dampness of his
tears on my shoulder and dripping onto my chest. I hugged him a little
tighter, wanting to comfort him, wanting him to know what I was there to
help and protect him; to love him. As he continued to weep silently I
wondered what had happened to hurt the boy so badly. Judging from what he'd
said I assumed that some disaster had stricken Jesse or the "he" that he
had mentioned.

"I'm okay now Lucian; can you go ahead and lay me down please?" My answer
was to gently lower the boy onto his back then place my palms on the bed
alongside his chest and look down onto his tear streaked face.

"Make love to me Lucian." And that is what I did. I stayed where I was at,
propped above him, watching his facial expression change as feelings ebbed
and flowed through his body. Sometimes his were open and other times they
were closed. I kept up a steady rhythm of pulling out and pushing back
inside of him, the feelings in my own body ebbing and flowing as well. As
things picked up for both of us I stopped and slipped my arms underneath
his legs and rocked onto his lower back and began to love him with
fervor. Jesse moaned, and grunted as I thrust deep into his body, my balls
whacking against his butt. His hands were resting on my fore arms and at
times his fingers gripped them, again, a reflection of the intensity of
what the boy was feeling. I leaned my head down to kiss him and Jesse met
me half way, planting his mouth against mine, putting his arms around my
neck as if to keep me from getting away. When he finally broke it and lay
back on the bed he said,

"Make me cum Lucian. Make me cum and I'll pretend it's Stevie." I didn't
respond to the name, there would be time for that afterwards as we lay in
the afterglow of love making. I picked up speed and pulled out farther and
slammed in harder. Jesse began moaning again and I felt own impending
explosion.  "Oh yes Stevie, oh yes; it's there oh god it's..." and then the
boy let out an almost feral growl. I felt his asshole clench against my
cock as he came and it took me over the edge as well. I felt my cock begin
to pulse jet after jet of sperm into the boy, growling and groaning along
with him. I fucked him harder, I pushed into him and held myself there and
ground my ass in circles and went back to fucking him, entering him from
different angles to create even more feelings for the both of us. The peak
lasted maybe 15 seconds and then I slowed down. I continued to move in and
out of him for another minute or so then stopped. I leaned my head down and
kissed his, causing him to jerk slightly because his eyes had been closed
but he responded quickly, kissing me back in tender little kisses.

I finally stopped but didn't pull out, knowing what that loss felt like. I
was panting hard as was Jesse and together we came down off the high that
we had ridden together. I maneuvered back onto my hands then held his legs
back and moved to a keeling position, still deep inside of the boy.
Looking down I saw 3 or 4 streaks of cum on the boys' chest and upper belly
and a puddle of the stuff in and around his belly button. The boy was
making a generous amount of sperm.

Jesse finally opened his eyes and shot me a lazy grin. He didn't say
anything for a moment then finally, "That was everything that I had
expected it to be or wanted it to be Lucian. Thank you so much."

"I'm glad that it was baby," I said softly. Jesse got a pained expression
on his face for a moment. He saw the concern on my own face.

"I'm sorry Lucian. That is what Stevie used to call me, his baby or just
baby." I leaned over and kissed him gently.

"Do you want to tell me about Stevie," I asked softly. He nodded his head
so I waited.

"He was a wonderful boy, almost 18 years old. We had been lovers for 3 or 4
months. I had been going inside of him, fucking him, and was ready to give
myself to him. We were in my bedroom, both naked and Stevie was on the bed
above me when my step father crashed the door in. He wasn't supposed to be
home, he was supposed to be in New York on business. He burst into the room
and jerked Stevie off the bed, calling him a child raper and me a slutty
whore. He punched Stevie in the head and when he went onto the floor
Reginald, my step father, started kicking him in the face, in the stomach,
all over. He was yelling and said that he'd show Stevie what it felt like
to get fucked up the ass by a real man and started to undo his trousers. I
screamed at him and got off the bed and Reginald backhanded me across the
face and my nose started to bleed heavily. I thought it was broken but it
wasn't.

"You're next you fucking little slut boy," he said and turned back around
and started to take his trousers down. I grabbed a heavy brass candlestick
from my night table and bashed him across the side of his head with it. He
went down to his knees, blood pouring out all over the place. He looked at
me with the most deadly expression I've ever seen before and said he was
going to kill me. I slipped around him quickly then hit him again and again
until he fell face down on the floor. There was blood everywhere Lucian. I
killed him, he was just laying there not moving and bleeding like
crazy. Stevie wasn't moving either and his face was a mass of blood and I
knew that Reginald had beaten him to death. I went to my bathroom and
grabbed a small towel and tried to get my nose to stop bleeding. When it
finally did stop I checked on Stevie and Reginald and they hadn't moved an
inch and I couldn't tell if they were breathing or not. I got dressed and
grabbed a small pouch of money that I'd saved from birthdays and such and I
ran away Lucian. Reginald was a very powerful man and I knew that I'd go to
jail for the rest of my life for killing him. Nobody was going to believe
me, especially not with Stevie lying naked and dead in my bedroom. I had to
run away Lucian, I had to. I've been gone for 5 months and scared every
single day that I was going to be caught and sent back. Auntie Ahn saw me
begging for food and took me in and here I am now."

At that moment my cock had shrunk enough to squish out of Jesse's ass and
despite the seriousness of the situation the boy giggled. I grabbed the
hand towel that I kept for such occasions and wiped the boy's sperm from
his torso, somewhat amazed at the amount of liquid that he'd
produced. Finished I crawled back in alongside him and we lay there facing
each other. Jesse moved in closer and kissed me softly on the lips.

"How would it be if I were to make some discrete inquiries about the
incident? It's entirely possible that no one is dead, that you didn't kill
anyone nor did Reginald. The only way to find out is to ask." I could see
that the notion worried him a great deal so went on.

"It is really quite easy to do without anyone really knowing that anyone is
asking let alone who might be doing the asking. I think it would be in your
best interest to find out for sure. Besides I would imagine that your
mother is worried sick about you." The mention of his mother grieving over
him appeared to cause Jesse a great deal of grief as well.

"That would be okay Lucian as long as no one knows that it's me that's
asking."

"Please trust me Jesse. I have some experience in things like this."

"I do trust you Lucian. That is why I told you all of this." He was quiet
for a long moment then very softly said, "Will you love me again Lucian? I
need to be loved."


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The Ahn boys:   Mathias-7   Frankie-8    Tobias- 11   Jesse -12
Edward-13 barely   Willie 13-1/2