Date: Thu, 22 Jun 2006 21:17:41 EDT
From: adama1416@aol.com
Subject: Tyler's Football Coach By L. Ray
All of the usual disclaimers apply. This story is a work of pure
fiction, which evolved from a conversation between two very real people,
myself and a good friend of mine, while discussing childhood fantasies
and crushes that sometimes become more than a crush or a fantasy. It
vividly depicts sexual activity between a man/men, and a prepubescent
boy/boys. If this type of material is illegal in your state, province,
or country, or is offensive to you, or you are not of legal age for your
community, then please move on. Since this story takes place in the
wonderful, enchanting world of Make Believe, there are no diseases,
therefore, no need for caution, however, we live in the real world, and
there are diseases out there that can kill you, so please PLAY SAFE! If
you would like to contact me to let me know if you enjoyed the story, I
can be reached at adama1416@aol.com. All sincere em's will be
answered,however, all flamers will be happily sent to the land of
Delete! I hope you enjoy the story.
Tyler's Football Coach
A fictional story
By L. Ray
Tyler Jackson was pretty much your average looking 11 year old. Not
pretty, but definitely not unattractive. Four foot nothing, and about 85
pounds, with dark black hair that went every which way, and gray eyes
that sparkled when he laughed. His biggest problem was that he was very
a shy boy, perhaps too shy for his own good. Tyler, or Ty as his friends
called him, was an only child, and his dad wasn't in the picture at all,
having left when he was a very small boy. His mother thought that
playing football would be a positive way for him to come out of his
shyness, so she signed him up on the same team that his only friend from
school, David Carver played on. From the very first time that Tyler saw
Coach Braun, Tyler had a crush on the man. He knew that nothing could
ever come of it, because handsome, grown men didn't show much affection
to boys, but especially not the kind of affection that Tyler longed for,
so Tyler would keep his crush a secret, a fantasy, if you will.
David was a cute boy of 12. An inch or two taller than Tyler and very
outgoing. His blonde hair shone in the son like ripened wheat, and he
had blue eyes that looked like two lipid pools of water, surrounded by
long , lush eyelashes that gave him an almost feminine look. To look at
the two boys, they were exact opposites, which is probably why they were
such good friends.
Practice had been going on for nearly three weeks and they had their
first game coming up in another week, which had all of the boys on the
team excited, with the possible exception of Ty, who didn't show much
excitement about anything. They practiced on the local middle school's
field, and the Coach, Jess, had made arrangements for the boys to use the
school's locker room facilities as well. Not really a big deal, since he
was the school's art teacher, and managed to pull a few strings with the
principal.
Jess Braun was a 30 year old bachelor, the art teacher for the middle
school, and not a bad looking man. He stood just over five feet eleven,
and had dark, close cut hair, and a fairly muscular build. He had been a
football star in high school, and would have continued in college except
for an accident that left him with a slight limp. He had torn his knee
ligaments when he was tackled in the last game of his high school career,
and was told he would never play football again. So when he went to
college, he studied his second love, teaching, and since he was a pretty
fair artist, he decided that he would make that his secondary. Now he
had been teaching for almost eight years, and loved his job, and
everything about it. He saw coaching little league as a way of staying
in the sport he loved, through his team members. This was his second
year coaching, and he hoped to have as good a season as he had had the
previous year. His young team had taken second place in the division
championships and five of his boys from last season were returning 12
year olds.
Charles Carver, David's dad was the team's assistant coach. Charles, who
preferred to be called Chuck, was 33, and David was his oldest of two
boys. The second boy was more into music than sports, and David's love
of football was his driving force. Though Charles had never played,
other than little league, he never missed a game on TV if the state
college team, the Vols, or his favorite pro team the Eagles, were
playing. He was convinced that David would someday be a high school and
possibly college all star.
There were fourteen boys on their team, including Ty and David, all aged
11 and 12, but there was one boy who stood out more than the rest.
Justin Davis was 12 years old, but looked more like 14 or even 15. He
stood nearly six feet tall, and weighed just over 170 pounds. Justin
kept his hair cut in a buzz, and was already showing signs of acne on his
face. He was rough, and generally bullish toward the smaller players,
but on the field, the boy was all business. He could catch, he could
run, and he could tackle with the best of them. Most of the boys
jokingly referred to him as the giant, but only when he couldn't hear
them. Justin was the only boy on the team who didn't take a shower after
practice. None of the boys really knew why, but they didn't question it
either.
On the Friday of their third week of practice, Tyler's mother called the
school and left a message for the Coach to give her a call as soon as he
could. When the kid from the office gave him the message, Jess went
into the coaching office in the locker room and called her, then returned
to the field, to finish their practice. As practice ended, Jess called
the boys together and gave them his usual team talk, reminded them that
the next practice would be on Monday at 3:30, and dismissed the team to
head for the showers.. As Tyler was making his way into the locker room,
Coach called him over.
"Tyler, your mother called and said that she had been called out of town,
something about your aunt, and wanted to know if it would be ok for you
to spend the weekend at my house. I told her yes, but if you would
rather, we can try to catch up with David and see if it's ok for you to
stay with him for the weekend."
"Well Coach, I don't mind staying at your house for the weekend, but I
don't have any clothes to wear. I guess, if you have a washing machine,
I can wash these out tomorrow and wear them again."
"Let me look in the lost and found and see if we can find you something
there. If not, we'll stop at Hanson's and pick you up a pair of jeans
and a shirt and some underwear. And I have a hide a bed at the house
that you can sleep on in the spare room, so you should be comfortable.
We'll stop at the video store on the way home too and see if we can find
a couple of movies to rent. What kind of food do you like? I know boys
your age don't usually like the same food that grownups eat."
Tyler undressed and headed to the shower, while Jess walked up to the
school office and went through the lost and found closet. He found a
couple of t-shirts and a pair of jeans that he thought would fit the
slender youth, then headed back to the locker room. When he got back to
the lockers Tyler was just coming out of the shower, a large thin towel
wrapped loosely around his slender frame and water dripping as he padded
his way to the dressing benches. Jess watched him for a long moment,
admiring his graceful movements as the boy went from the shower bank to
the bench between the long rows of lockers.
"I hope these fit you, but if they don't, we can stop at Hanson's like I
said." Jess handed the clothes to Tyler.
The boy turned his back to Jess and dropped his towel, then pulled the
jeans up onto him, sans underwear, zipped them, and buttoned the waist,
only to have them fall back down his legs as soon as he turned them
loose.
"I don't think these are going to work Coach!" Tyler said as he turned
bright red.
"Ok. " Jess said as he stifled a laugh, "We'll stop at Hanson's before we
head for the video store. Just put your own jeans back on and we'll get
going."
The boy dressed and they headed out to the parking lot and got into
Jess's car, then drove the short distance to downtown.
Like most little towns, you could just about throw a rock from one end of
the town to the other. There was one small diner type restaurant, a
bank, a small police station, Hanson's general store that sold just about
everything, a post office and a video store, then several small offices
in buildings where stores used to be at one time or another. Perhaps the
biggest thing in the whole town was the Piggly Wiggly that had opened
about three months ago just outside of town. It was the biggest grocery
store you ever saw. They had isle after isle of food items, a bakery, a
deli, and a drug store all in the one place. When they opened, the
little grocer in town, who had been in business for nearly fifty years,
closed his doors. Of course, Hanson's still had their small pharmacy in
the back of the store, but since the Piggly Wiggly opened, they didn't do
mush business in the pharmacy.
Jess found a parking place across the street from Hanson's and he and
Tyler walked across the street and into the store. They found a pair of
jeans, a nice football jersey style shirt and a package of underwear and
some socks and took them to the counter to pay for them.
Mrs. Hanson smiled at Jess as she rang up the items. "Will that be all
for you today Mr. Braun?"
"Yes, I think that should do it, oh wait, Tyler, go get yourself a
toothbrush, I don't want you getting bad breath!"
Mrs. Hanson added in the price of a toothbrush, before Tyler even
returned with it, and told Jess the total. He paid for the merchandise
and Tyler picked up the bag as they headed out of the store. Bag in
hand, they walked down the street to the video store.
"Any idea what movie you would like to rent?"
"Can we rent Star Wars? I didn't get to see that when it was in the
movie theatre over at Johnson City."
"Well, I'll let you pick out three movies that we can watch this weekend,
and that should keep us busy. Then we'll go out to the Piggly Wiggly on
the way to the house."
By the time they got to Jess's house, they had rented three movies,
bought clothes, frozen pizza, milk, cereal, cokes and orange juice and
Tyler was beginning to get tired. He helped Jess carry the things into
the house and Jess turned on the oven as they put things away, then Jess
showed Tyler around the house.
Tyler noticed that there really wasn't a lot of furniture in the house.
The living room contained a couch, a chair, an end table with a lamp, a
coffee table, and a stand with the TV and VCR on it. The spare room had
a small chest in it, and a hide a bed standing in one corner, which they
opened out and put clean sheets on. Jess's room had a double bed, a
dresser, a night stand, and a bureau in it, with a small lamp on the
night stand. The first thing Tyler noticed in Jess's bedroom was the
underwear and clothes scattered on the floor, but he didn't say anything,
because it reminded him of his bedroom at home. His mother was always on
his case about picking up his clothes and making his room look neater.
Tyler decided that if being a bachelor meant not having to clean your
house, maybe he wanted to be one too.
"The oven should be hot enough to bake that pizza now! What do you say
we go pop it in and get things ready to eat, then we'll watch TV for a
while before time to turn in for the night?"
They went back to the kitchen and Jess put the pizza in the oven as Tyler
got plates, glasses and silver ware from the cabinet. Jess told him to
get an ice tray from the freezer and a couple of the cokes, and by the
time he had everything done, Jess was taking the pizza from the oven and
turning it off.
They ate their pizza, cleaned up the dishes and put them away, then went
into the living room and turned on the TV.
"Which movie do you want to watch first, Star Wars, the vampire movie or
the zombie movie?" Jess asked.
"Star Wars, please!" Tyler exclaimed, "But maybe I should get ready for
bed first, in case I get sleepy before the movie is over."
"That's a good idea, but we didn't get you any pajamas, so let me get you
one of my t-shirts for you to sleep in."
Jess went to his bedroom and got one of his clean t-shirts from the
dresser, while Tyler went into the spare room to remove his clothes. He
handed Tyler the shirt saying that he would be in the living room. Jess
went into the kitchen and got two glasses of coke for them, then started
the VCR and sat on end of the couch. The movie was just starting the
theme song as Tyler came running in and jumped up onto the couch next to
Jess, wearing the oversized shirt and his jockey shorts. As he sat down,
the shirt bunched at his waist, giving Jess a clear view of his tight
white briefs. Jess was wearing his coach's shorts and felt the heat from
the boy's lower leg against his own leg. Jess felt stirrings begin in
his groin.
As the movie progressed, Jess noticed that Tyler snuggled closer and
closer to his side. He got up to go to the bathroom and when he
returned, he found Tyler still in nearly the exact position he had left
him in. When he sat back down, the boy stretched out on the couch,
laying his head in Jess's lap, with his cheek resting exactly on the
man's semi flaccid penis. Without thinking, Jess moved his hand to the
boy's side, and began to caress his ribs gently. He felt himself
becoming more and more erect, and wondered if the boy had noticed it as
well, when the t-shirt Tyler was wearing shifted slightly, allowing
Jess's hand to make bare skin contact. As he glanced over, he noticed
that Tyler had removed his underwear, which startled him at first. He
allowed his hand to venture further toward the boy's bare hip and felt a
shudder run through the boy as he watched the young cocklet begin to
stiffen and stand straight out from the boy's pubis. At this point, his
own cock was straining to be freed from the confines of the shorts and
underwear that were holding it in check.
Tyler turned his face into the man's crotch and began to nibble at the
cloth encased tube of flesh, saturating the fabric with his saliva as he
became more and more aggressive in his actions, finally moving his hands
to the snap button at the waist band and pulling it open, then tugging at
the zipper pull, clumsily trying to pull it downward.
"Tyler, do you really think we should be doing this?"
"Please Coach?" the boy pleaded, "I've wanted you since the first day of
practice. I love you Coach, and I want to be with you!"
"But we, I mean I, could get into a lot of trouble if anyone ever found
out! I could loose my job as a teacher, and my job as your coach, not to
mention that I could go to jail for a very long time!"
"Please Coach, I swear the bestest swear I can make that I won't tell
anyone, ever! Please let me suck you!"
"But I'm pretty big Tyler, a lot bigger than any of your friends, and I
am afraid that once we start, I won't be able to stop or control myself,
and I don't want to hurt you!"
Tyler stood up on his knees and used both hands to finish unzipping the
coach's shorts, then began tugging at the material, trying to pull it
down.
"Please Coach, I have to have it!"
Jess raised his hips, helping the boy to push his shorts and briefs off
his lower body and down to his knees as the boy got off the couch and
kneeled between the man's legs, pulling the shorts the rest of the way
down and off, then leaning forward, he opened his mouth, allowing the
head of the large cock to slip inside. He swirled his tongue over the
head, darting it into the piss slit, then around the edge of the crown,
as his saliva drained from the corners of his well stretched mouth. He
twisted his head, making a cork screw motion as he began to swallow some
of the hard length, managing to get about three inches of the thing
inside his mouth. Jess leaned back against the back of the couch as an
audible moan escaped his throat and his body trembled with excitement.
Putting his hands under Tyler's arm pits, Jess lifted the boy to his
feet, then pulled him in to him, kissing him gently on the lips, then
brushing his tongue across the boys lips, which parted allowing his
tongue to enter. He sucked on the tongue, pulling it deeper into his
mouth, before releasing it and pushing at it with his own, as he and the
coach traded tongue positions. Jess moved his hands up and down the
boy's small frame, caressing his shoulders, his ribs, and his firm young
ass, then sliding his hands further around, pulling the cheeks open as he
gently began to probe the tight pucker with the middle finger of his
right hand. The boy locked his hands behind the neck of the man, pulling
their faces tighter together, as he carefully placed his knees to either
side of the man's hips, causing the erection to duel with the man's
finger for position in the cleft of his ass. Jess took hold of his
throbbing cock and began to rub it across the tight pucker, smearing it
with precum, and causing shudders to course through both their bodies.
As they broke the kiss, Tyler breathlessly said, "Put it in me Coach. I
want to feel you inside me!"
"I want to be inside you too Ty, but we are going to have to take this
slowly. I don't want to hurt you, and we need to get something to lube
you with, and stretch you out some before I try to put my cock in you.
Let's take this to the bedroom!"
The boy started to get up off of the man's lap, when Jess grabbed him
tightly around the waist and stood, carrying the boy to his bed where he
lay him on his back. Jess opened the drawer of the nightstand and pulled
out a white tube with blue letters on it then flipped open the lid and
squirted a generous amount onto his hand. He reached down between
Tyler's legs and began to smear the cold jelly on and into his tight
hole, inserting his middle finger to the first knuckle. Tyler winced
with the intrusion, but then bit his lower lip as the man began to move
the finger in and out, twisting it as he pushed it in a bit further each
time. Before long, Tyler could feel the man's fist hitting his crack and
he knew that his coach had the finger all the way inside him. When Jess
saw that Tyler was completely relaxed and comfortable with his finger, he
backed it out and applied a bit more of the lube, then inserted the
finger back in, along with a second finger.
Tyler could feel the two digits spread apart and twist around inside him,
and was beginning to squirm with the pleasure he was feeling, when the
fingers again vacated his hungry young hole, soon to be replaced with
three fingers, which had Tyler feeling like he had to pee. When he said
so, the coach assured him that he didn't have to pee, but was about to
experience his first orgasm. He felt the coach's fingers hitting
something up inside him, and the feeling in his tight little balls
quadrupled in intensity, as his young body arched high up off the bed.
He felt like someone had attached an electric cord to his balls and the
juice from the cord went straight through his whole body. When he fell
back to the bed, he pleaded with Jess to make him feel that feeling
again.
Jess turned the boy onto his stomach, then helped him get to his hands
and knees, as he got behind him and leaned across the boy's back, then
whispered in his ear.
"When you feel me start to push into you, bear down like you're trying to
take a hard crap, and it will go in much easier. Can you do that?"
Tyler nodded his head as he said, "Un huh."
Coating his hard cock with the lube, he placed it at the entrance to
Tyler's love canal, and began to ease forward. When he began to push,
Tyler took a deep breath and bore down like he was taking a healthy crap,
and the big head slipped in easily. Once the head was inside, Jess
stopped to allow the boy to get used to the feeling before he pushed
further in. After a couple of minutes of pushing in and stopping, and
pushing and stopping, he was finally all the way inside of Tyler's hole.
The boy was trembling and sweating profusely as Jess asked him if he was
ok. Tyler nodded his head and nearly whispered "Yes, now go, fuck me
please. I love it, and I really love you too Coach!"
Jess began to fuck into and out of the boy, feeling the tight sheath
grasp the length of his cock as it slid in and out of the hot boy.
"Oh Ty, you are so tight, and so hot. I've never felt anything like that
in my entire life!"
"Ungh, ohh, it, oh, feels, ungh, so, ahh, good! Fu..fuck me harder!
Ungh, ahhhhhh, yeah!"
Jess began to pick up speed as he pummeled the boy's ass, bottoming out
on every forceful inward thrust and pulling back until just the head was
still inside of the tunnel of Tyler's ass. It was hard to tell who was
moaning and groaning the most, as they seemed to be in chorus with one
another. Tyler began pushing back to meet Jess's forward thrusts, as
their passion became almost animalistic.
Jess could feel his climax building as Tyler's young body suddenly tensed
beneath him, letting him know that Tyler was about to experience his
second orgasm, and judging by the way the boy was bucking and heaving,
this one was going to be far more intense than his first one. Suddenly
he felt Tyler's rectal ring clamp tightly around his cock and the
additional tightness brought him over the edge, as he began to flood
Tyler's bowels with his hot seed. The volume and pressure of his
ejaculation wracked through his body like a jack hammer, as he froze deep
inside of the boy's well fucked ass. As his climax subsided, he
collapsed over the boy, pushing him flat beneath him, his cock still
buried deep inside the boy.
The two of them lay there, panting and covered in sweat, as they began
to drift off to sleep.
When Jess woke the next morning, his cock was still buried deep inside
the boy's ass. He started to pull out when it dawned on him that he had
a bad case of morning wood, and if he tried to pull out, he would at
least wake the boy, if not hurt him a little, but at the same time, he
also realized that he really had to pee.
Laying perfectly still, in hopes that his hard cock would go down a
little, he thought about his options here. He could forcibly dislodge
himself, taking a chance on waking the boy, and possibly hurting him. Or
he could try gently fucking the boy, until he shot a load, again possibly
waking the boy. Or his third option, just lay there until it went down,
take a chance on peeing all over the place before he could make it to the
bathroom, and again waking the boy. Or of course, the most obvious of
all solutions, just wake the boy, pull out, and head for the bathroom.
It all became somewhat mute as Tyler began to stir, looking over his
shoulder and smiling into Jess's eyes.
"Coach?" Tyler whispered. "Coach, I got to pee, can you take it out so I
can go?"
Jess smiled at the boy, as he gently put his hand on Tyler's hip and
backed his hard cock out of the boy. They both sprang from the bed and
headed for the bathroom, standing naked in front of the toilet and let
loose their streams into the bowl. Tyler giggled as he moved his hips
from side to side, pretending to sword fight with the Jess's stream, and
Jess reached over and rubbed the boys head, as his stream began to play
out. Shaking himself off, he went to the basin and washed his hands,
then dried them on the towel that hung on the wall next to it. Tyler
released the last few dribbles, then did the same as Jess had done, and
stood, looking up into the face of the man he had made love to the night
before.
"Do you want to finish what you started this morning?"
"What, er .well, we can if you want to Ty. It's really up to you."
"Cool, can I suck you first?"
"What ever you want to do, we can do! Just remember, we have all day
today, all night tonight, and most of the day tomorrow. I don't want you
to get sore before your mother gets here to get you tomorrow afternoon.!"
"Well, I really want to suck you, and I really want you to fuck me again,
but I want to see what the stuff tastes like, if that's ok?"
"Sure Ty, Like I said, it's up to you, what ever you want to do, we'll do
it. But sometime today we need to get some groceries, and we need to
find you some clothes to wear too."
"Well Coach, we can go get some groceries, I can wear my clothes from
yesterday, but as far as buying me some clothes to wear, when we are
here, just the two of us, I would like for us to stay nekid. That way,
if I want to suck you or play with you, I can, and if you want to do
anything to me, you can. Is that ok?"
Jess laughed at the logic of the youngster that he was growing to love.
"Yes, Ty, that is very ok!"
They went back into the bedroom where Ty jumped up onto the bed and sat
waiting patiently for Jess to reach the side of the bed. Jess stopped a
few inches from the boy, who reached out and took hold of the large
flaccid cock, then guided it to his mouth, which he opened wide and
pulled the cock in. As he began to suck on it, he felt the cock begin to
expand and grow in his mouth. Tyler found that by letting it get hard
inside his mouth it wasn't nearly as tiring on his jaw muscles as
straining to open his mouth wide enough to get it in hard. Tyler began
to suck up and down the length of the cock as Jess put his hands behind
the boy's head, gently pulling him on and off of his cock. After a few
minutes, Tyler found that he could get more and more of the big cock into
his mouth, and when it hit the back of his throat, he gagged a little
once or twice, then something amazing happened. He felt the spit
building up in his throat, and afraid that he would choke, he swallowed.
When he forced his throat muscles to swallow, the cock slid into his
throat and his nose hit the man's pubic hair. The next thing Tyler
noticed was that if he flexed his throat muscles just right, he could
take in small amounts of air, through his nose and down into his lungs,
to keep from choking on the big cock that was being held tightly by his
throat muscles.
Jess was definitely not immune to the effects that Tyler's actions were
having on his cock. He could feel the boy's spine bones rubbing on the
head of his cock, as it moved in Tyler's throat, and that, along with the
massage of his throat muscles on the length of it had Jess rapidly
approaching his first cum of the day. Now he had to figure out if he
should leave it in the boy's throat to cum, or pull back and let the boy
taste it, like he wanted to, or maybe pull all the way out and take a
chance of scaring the boy, and then having a big mess to clean up on the
boy, the sheets, and possibly the carpet. As the climax rapidly
approached the point of no return, Jess made up his mind. Grasping the
boy's head in his hands he waited until the last possible second, then
pulled back on his cock, keeping the head in Tyler's mouth, and began to
shoot his load.
When the first shot hit Tyler's throat, the force of it obviously shocked
him, because his eyes got suddenly huge and he began to breath really
hard, almost gasping for air. The second and third shots were not nearly
as hard as the first one, and Tyler found that he had less and less
trouble keeping up with the flow of the white lava, as it rolled across
his tongue and down his throat.
When Jess was sure that there was nothing left to shoot, he pulled his
cock all the way out of the boys mouth, then holding his head between his
hands, he tilted the little head upward and smiled down into it. Tyler
smiled too, and as he did, a little rivulet of cum drained out of the
corner of his cherubic mouth. Jess, leaned down, and met the boy's lips
with his own, probing with his tongue, then finally pushing it into
Tyler's mouth, and tasting his own cum, combined with the flavor of the
boy's saliva. Jess held the kiss for what seemed a long time, but was in
fact, only seconds, then pulled back.
"Let's go get some breakfast, unless you're full already?"
Tyler smiled and jumped off the bed, turning only momentarily as he said,
"Race ya' to the kitchen!" then turned with a peal of laughter and ran
from the room, with Jess close behind him. Both of them still "nekid" as
Tyler had put it earlier.
"So champ, What will it be this morning? Cereal and milk with juice, or
bacon and eggs with juice?"
"What kind of cereal you got Coach?"
"Well, I think there are some corn flakes, and some Cheerios."
"Cool, I'll have Cheerios, with milk and a glass of juice"
"Sounds good to me Ty, I think I'll have the same. Then after breakfast,
I'll throw your dirty clothes into the washer and get them clean."
Jess got two cereal bowls from the cupboard and spoons from the drawer,
then got the box of cereal down as Tyler got the milk and juice out of
the fridge. Jess went back to the cupboard and got two medium sized
glasses and poured each of them a good helping of orange juice, as Tyler
handed him the Cheerios box.
They ate their breakfast, cleared the table, and washed what dishes there
were, then headed for the utility room and put some clothes into the
washer, including Tyler's jeans.
"Now, when they finish washing, you can come in and put them into the
dryer, while I start the load of whites, including your dirty socks and
t-shirt."
They went into the living room, and Tyler turned on the TV, then hurried
over to sit on the couch next to Jess. He leaned his shoulder against
the man's chest as he looked up into his eyes, smiled and lay his head on
the man's thigh, stretching out on the couch. Jess looked down at the
boy in amazement as he allowed his hand to lazily caress the boy's ribs
and hip. How did all of this happen? And what was going to happen from
here? And what if someone ever finds out? All of these questions raced
through Jess's mind as he watched the boy lay there, laughing and
giggling at the antics of the cartoon characters on the TV set.
It really didn't matter. They were here, together, for now at least, and
at that moment, that was all that mattered. He loved the boy, and he was
sure that the boy loved him, and that was that! The other stuff would
work itself out in due time.