Date: Tue, 09 Jul 2002 16:36:46 -0500
From: Lonnie Ford <ford_lonnie@hotmail.com>
Subject: Jeff

Disclamer:  If you should not be here, then why are you
here.  If you are not eighteen years of age, or if is
unlawful to read this wherever you are then please go back.
If you are allowed by law to be here I hope you enjoy what
you are about to read.  Any similarities to actual events or
persons is purely coinencidental {damn I hope that is how
you spell that}.  The story you are about to read never
happened, but I wish it would have.  Not the story itself,
but the young man you are about the read about, at any rate
I think you, the reader, know what I mean.  Anyway hope you
enjoy.


                            Jeff



Late one night last winter while driving home I came across
this young man standing beside the road.  There was
something about him that told me to stop and offer a hand,
though I never picked up starngers.  I slowed my car to a
stop on one of the frequent icy patches on the road and
offerd him a ride into town.

"Hey kid, ya need a ride."  I said out my open window, which
was very cold because of the coming snow-storm.  The wind
was coming from the north and it was very bitter.

"Thanks, but I'm not going to town, I am just passing
through."  Was the young mans reply

"Well it is too cold to be out tonight dressed like that,
get in and I will take you somewere."

"No thanks, I'm not into that."

"Don't be stupid, I don't want to have a death on my
concience for the rest of my life.  I am not out looking to
score in weather like this."

As the young man got into the car I could not help but
notice that he looked very handsome, but I had promised so
therefore I would be nice.  "Where too kid?"

"Honestly sir, I have no-where to go.  My parents kicked me
out......."  Tears started to form into his eyes.

"Goddammit, what the hell is wrong with people these days?
Well I am still not looking to score but I do have a place
about 7 miles down the road if you need a place for the next
couple of days to stay.  By the way Jim here."

"Jeff, sir"

"No not sir Jim, and glad to meet ya"  I said sticking out
my hand.  The boy took my hand for a slight shake.  The rest
of the way to my cabin was a pretty silent ride.  I had
bought the two story cabin three years ago after recieving a
promiton, they called it, to the winter wasteland.  It is
cold here 9 months out of the year here, and snow 7 of the
nine.  But I love being out in the middle of nowhere, or
BFE.  Upon reaching the cabin we quickly got inside because
the blowing snow had already started.  I knew I would have
to dig my Durango out in the morning.  We stepped into the
kitchen from the back where I always parked.

"Nice place si.... I mean Jim"  He stammered

"Nah this is just the kitchen.  Ya want something to drink
to warm ya up?"

"Sure if you don't mind."

"If I minded I would not have asked."  I went toward the
living room with Jeff tightly in tow.  "Here sit on the
couch and I will get us a fire going."  After starting a
fire I got us both a double shot of Jack.  I could not help
but notice the fear in the boys eyes, and my heart went out
to him, though I did not know why.

"Thank you.... Jim"  he finally said in a meek voice.

"Son you gotta loosen up a bit, here take your shot and it
should help."  Within minutes the fire was roaring and I
could tell, after another double shot he was coming around a
bit.  "How long ya been out there?"  All he could do was
look at me with a deer in the headlight look.  "Would you
like to take a bath or shower, and then maybe we could
talk?"  He accepted to take the bath and I went upstairs to
fix a warm bath for the boy.  "K up the stairs, the door on
the left, there is a wash clothe and towel laid out along
with a robe and a pair of boxers to put on."  I watched as
the young man went up the stairs and wondered what happened
to the boy to make him so afraid of people.  The boy had a
certain quality about him that made my heart react.  Those
gray eyes of his were killer, deep set, and a look of
determination.  The shoulder length browh hair, for the most
part, looked looked like it needed some attention.  The
vague moustache told me maybe he was fifteen or sixteen.
But even on a night like this to be out in the weather with
a fall jacket on was too much.

Maybe thirty minutes later he decended the stairs again.
"Feel better now?"  His looks seemed to be better and I was
glad that he seemed to have thawed out.

"Much, thank you so much for your help.  You were right I
might have died out there."  With each word that fell from
his lips, I could not help but be drawn to him, it was like
his words were casting a magic spell on me that I could not
resist.  I ventured one look into his eyes and I knew I was
lost, he must be some kind of sorcerer.

"So Jeff, would you like another shot or maybe a mixed
drink?  You look like you can handle your liquor for a young
age."

"A mixed drink would be great, and yea I've been drinking
here and there since I was twelve.  My old man used to let
me drink from his."

"Tell ya what, while I make us both a mixed drink how bout
you tell me how you came to be out in the cold."

"Well like I said, my name is Jeff and I just turned
eighteen yesterday."  Damn I had figured 14 or 15.  Jeff
went on to tell a story of abuse for most of his short life,
how his mother had ran off when he was still a baby, and his
step-mother was a bitch from hell.  He was kicked out
because he would no longer go along with being a male whore
so his dad and step-mom could get drugs.  From what he was
telling me he had been sold to different men for the past 7
years.  What I would not, at this point, give to get my
hands on his father.  I stopped his tale many times to ask
different questions about things he was telling me.  Hell I
was dumbfounded on how a parent could do that to their
child.

We sat there and talked for another couple of hours about
different things, but though I was hearing what was said to
me, it was not registering.  I found myself being drawn
closer and closer to the young man.  I found I was not able
to sit still, I would pace around on the floor, go add a log
to the fire, or anything to help get some distance for him.
For the most part if he noticed what I was doing he did not
let on at all.  Looking at the clock and noticing it was
nearing midnight, it dawned on me that Jeff might be hungry.
As he went off into the kitchen to fix him, what would turn
out to be two sandwiches, I turned on my computer and
checked my E-mail.  After doing that I realized I would have
to try to make my way to town tomorrow somtime.

"Well Jeff, if you are gonna stay around for a few days,
your gonna have to earn your keep."

"I would like that, you got a nice place here.  A lot better
than where I was, I often thought that I might have a place
like this someday, ya know out in the middle of nowhere to
hide from the world."  As he was saying that tears started
to form in his gray eyes again, and one ran down his cheek.
I scooted over to where he was sitting and put my arms
around him and he melted into me.  His body was taken over
my sobs and at that point, I wanted nothing more than to
make his father pay for what he had done to the boy.  I
gently stroked his hair, and rubbed his back in some way to
try to ease the pain.  Pulling away from me, "Jim, I'm
sorry.  I must look like a real pussy-boy, I don't mean to
cry, but the pain..."  That's was all he could get out
before he started crying again.

"No not a pussy-boy, but someone who knows pain and hurt.
Cry all you have to, it is good to get it all out."  Tears
were beginning to form in my eyes, and I joined in on crying
too.  The longer I sat there holding that beautiful young
man the more I wanted to help him through all of this, and
again just wanted to lay down with him and make love to him.
The scent of him was driving me wild, but this was not the
time.  Actually the time for that may never arrive.

The last time I had looked at the clock it was nearing three.
Jeff had cried himself to sleep, and I did not the heart to
wake him.  We had shifted and his head was on my knees and
he had curled up in the fetal position.  I had placed a
pillow under his head when I had to go pee and get another
drink.  When I returned I place a blanket over him and his
head back on my knees.  A bit later I fell asleep again
also.  Being a lite sleeper when he started shifting I was
jolted back to reality.  All I could do was sit there and
enjoy the physical contact between us.

"NO,.... I wont do it again......It is all for your
goddamned drugs and that bitch aint it?......She's not my
mother.....Then you go fuck him.....Fine I will get out and
I hope you rot in Hell...."  With that he jumped up and
looked around not really knowing where he was.

"Hey, Jeff it's alright, your fine."  I tried to help him
back from the dream.

"Oh, shit sorry, I forgot where I was."

"Don't be sorry just relax, it's alright now and you don't
have to go back there."

"Really I do, I have to get my clothes."

"Don't worry about that right now"  After trying to assure
him that it would be alright we had another drink and
finished the night talking some more.  Some talking, some
laughing, and some just sitting in silence.  I wish I could
read the boy's mind  to try to take the pain away or just
erase his memory of all that had happened.

"Well like I was saying last night, your gonna have to earn
your keep."  I said with a slight laugh.

"Yea, I remember, dig the truck out."  he said in mock
disgust.

"How about some coffee, then we'll get started?"

Since Jeff and I were about the same size, I was able to
outfit him in some more suitable attire for the weather
outside.  The roads were not too bad so it did not take too
long to get into town.  We stopped and had breakfast and was
back home before noon.  We had also stopped at the store and
stocked up for a couple of days just in case the big storm
the weather was reporting hit.  We spent the remainder of
the day just goofing off, cleaning the house a bit, and
watching a little T V.

Jeff took me off surprise, "Jim, what do you think I should
do now?"

"Bout what?"

"Well, nowhere to go, no plans, hell nothing.  I had wanted
to go to college and try to become somebody ya know?  But
look at me where am I?  I mean I know.........."

I stopped him.  "Look for now why not just go with the flow,
ya know.  I told you that you can stay here with me for now,
and in a few days we will get the cops and go get your
stuff."

"Why did you stop last night, I mean I was a total stranger,
and the way I talked to you, ya know just why?"  Jeff
stammered out finally.

I lied some, "Well I saw a young man who looked like he
needed some help. As far as the way you talked to me, you
were cold, hurt, and afraid.  Hell, I would have probably
reacted the same way, there are a lot of perv's out there.
I like to consider myself a guardian Angel to people, if I
can help someone I like to help, not hinder."

"One more,...uh....I was wondering.....if uh....."

"Am I gay?"

"Yea, ya don't have to answer and I don't want to make you
mad."

"As a matter of fact, I am.  And you don't have to worry
about me getting mad, I am pretty easy going.  Now, on that
how bout we get started with dinner?"

After finishing dinner, and getting the dishes cleaned, we
settled back to the couch in front of the fire he started
for us this time.  "You think maybe you could show me some
about your computer sometime, I am a total illeterate when
it comes to them."

"Sure, how bout now?"

"Nah, I would really like to sit and talk some more.  There
is more I would like to tell you about, I just don't want
you to think I have lied to you, or held anything back.."

"I don't think you have lied, tell me as much or as less
that you want."

He started by tell me that the reason he was sold to men was
because he and the boy across the street was caught sucking
each other off.  And over the years he had had to service
men for his dad.  The abuse and torture if he refused was
nothing to put a child through.  He had been more or less
raped repeatedly over the past seven years.  Once he ran
away and when his father finally caught him he was beaten
and locked in the basement for three days.  There were
several times through his tale that all I could do was sit
there and cry right along with him.  The more he talked
about his young life, the closer I wanted to get to him, I
infact wanted to protect him, and to love him.  Finishing
his story he collapsed in a tyrade of uncontrollable crying
once again.  I soothed him, as best I could, by holding him
and stroking his brown hair, that laid in waves.

"Jeff, don't be afraid anymore, I will try to help you and
take care of you for now, I have promised you that."  With
saying that, he seemed to loose some of the tension.  He
then raised his head and kissed me on the mouth, taking me
by complete suprise.  Eventhough, that was what I wanted I
pushed him away.  "Jeff, yes I am gay, but I will not take
advantage of the situation.  I don't feel that this would be
the time, and that is not the way to pay me back for trying
to help you."

He then collapsed again in crying.  Through the sobs, "Jim,
I am so sorry.  I just thought...."

"It is not that I don't want to but I can't take advantage
of your situation.  I do find you attractive, if I said
otherwise I would be lying, but I want to make sure it is
for the right reasons and nothing else.  I hope you
understand."

"You are the first man to ever tell me that, and for that I
do respect you.  And I do find you attractive also, and I
want to do things with you.  I was just trying to show my
appreciation.  I guess you are right though,...... '

"Good, now go make us a drink."  We both laughed.

The rest of the night we spent on the computer.  When he got
ready to go to bed I sent him up to my bed and I stayed on
the couch.  As he went up the stairs, I watched and wanted
to go up there with him and make love to that sexy young
man, but opted for another drink.

The next morning I awoke to the smell of coffee and bacon.
After a breakfast of bacon, eggs, and toast we went for a
walk to explore the woods behind the house.  Along with the
house I had purchased twenty acres of wooded area.  We
walked for hours that day, talking, joking, haveing a
snowball fight, basically being two kids.  The longer we
spent together, the stronger I was beginning to feel for
this young man.  This Angel of a boy, I guess I was falling
in love the first time in my twenty-six years.  The next day
we had decided to go into to town and get the police to go
with us to get his clothes.  After that done our daily
routine consisted of exploring, talking, growing closer
together.

About a week later I started thinking about the way things
had went for the last year, and how I got to the point of
where I was now.  Though I had gotten this house when I was
promoted at work and moved here, I now longer worked.  At
twenty-six, I was financially set for a long time to come
due to an inheritance from my grandmother.  In truth the
rest of the family hated me for even getting one red cent
from her estate.  I was labeled the black sheep queer that
didn't deserve anything.  "Fuck em", I thought," I don't
need them if they cannot accept me for who I am."  Now, I
had the added responsabillity of trying to help Jeff out of
his darkness, but that was a good thing.  I had been
thinking about all of the things that he had brought into my
life by even being here with me.  The feelings I had for his
were growing, but I would not push the issue until he was
ready to make the first move.  Every time I got too involved
about thinking about him I got hard and had to jack off,
damn I wanted him to fuck me so bad.

"Jim, you still awake?"  Came from the loft bedroom.

"Yea, what's up?"

Coming down the steps in only his boxers, "Had another bad
dream that's all."  Watching him descend the stairs, I was
totally in love.  His hair was slightly mussed, and his
chest was a sight to behold, the hair started at his pecks
and encircled his nipples going down his stomach in a
treasure trail to the hidden fruit behind the cotten of his
boxers.  "You want a drink?"

As he turned to go toward the bar I noticed a mark on his
back about midway down.  I got up to take a closer look, it
looked to be a bruise.  "What happened to your back here?" I
asked touching it, he wenced with pain.

"Dad and a ballbat."

"That mother-fucker, I should kill him for what he's done to
you"  Damn I was so mad at that point I couldv'e killed him.

"Jim, you told me yourself it's over.  Here take your drink
and go back to the couch, you also said I would be fine."

"But..."

"But nothing, just go, and talk to me."  He ordered.  We got
to the couch and he covered himself up a bit.  "Jim, over
the last week....uh...... well I have started to feel
things....and uh....well uh.....I think I am falling in
love.  There I finally said it."

"Jeff," I reached out to touch his beautiful face, "I
don't..."

"Please let me,"  He stopped me again, "I must say this.
Eventhough, I am having these feelings, I am not sure is it
right or wrong or what?  I have never met anyone like you,
and actually you scare me.  Not really you, but the way you
are.....no that's not it either....dammit....the feelings of
love scare me is what I mean to say."

"Don't be afraid, I would never do anything to hurt you, for
I too am haveing feelings for you too, but I want it to be
for the right reasons."

"Jim, would you hold me?"  He moved over closer to me and we
embraced.  The feelings of love poured from him, but I was
still not sure this was the right time.  We sat for a long
time cuddling, just holding on to one another, living in the
moment.  "Jim, make love to me, please"

"Jeff are you sure?  I don't want to push you into doing
anything you are not ready for."

"I don't think I have ever been more sure of anything before
in my life."

Our first kiss was gentle and explosive.  Our tongues fought
for control of the others mouth.  His skin was so silky and
soft, and the love coming from him was magical.  I knew this
was the right time for us to explore one another.  We slowly
got up from the couch and ascended the stairs of what would
become our bedroom.  We fell onto the bed in a heap of arms
and legs kissing as we fell.  He took control, and climbed
on top of me.  He slowly made his way to my neck, nibbling
and kissing his way to each of my ear lobes.  Moving down my
chest he found both of my hard nipples, gently kissed,
sucked, and bit each of them.  His tongue made its way down
my torso to my bellybutton.  He then stopped and found my
mouth once more, then he rolled off and laid on his back.  I
did the same thing to him that he had just done to me.  I
went farther down and removed his boxers.  His eight inches
of cut manhood stood up straight and I could not help but
put my mouth on the head and took my first taste of his
precum.

"I love you Jeff."

"Oh Jim.....oooooooohhhhhhhhh."

I ran my tongue around the head of his member, then down the
shaft to his ball sac.  His moans became more and more
offten with eacn such on his big balls.  I then ran my
tongue behind his balls toward his waiting hole.  He raised
his legs to give me plenty of room.  Finding his hole the
sweet smell of him was intoxicating, I then began to tongue
fuck him.  His breath was becoming ragged, and he was riding
my face begging for more.

I stopped and move back to his hot waiting mouth and rolled
over on my back.  He once again too the lead and went
straight to my cock and licked the precum off the throbbing
head of my manhood.  Jeff then slowly made his way to my ass
hole.  I started moaning and begging for him to fuck me.
After tongue fucking me, and getting me good and wet, he
spit into his hand and rubbed it onto his dick head.

"Jim, I want to make you mine totally, I am going to fuck
you and deposit my seed deep inside you."

"Do it........ oooohhhh...... make me yours lover."

He pushed his cock against the hole of his desire and it
entered.  When it poped through I groaned loudly and arched
my back.  The pleasure was much more than I thought
possible, I was so in love with this man and wanted him
inside my body.  He pushed the entire length deep inside me
and bottomed out.  Starting out with slow even strokes,
leaving just the head inside of me then pushing all the way
back in.  My breath became more ragged and uneven.  I could
feel the oncoming orgasm and I had net even touched myself.
The more he pushed the faster he got, he was riding me for
all I was worth.

"OOOOHHHHHHH.......Jim......I'm gonna
cum.....ooooooohhhhhhhh" he said unevenly.

"Make me your bitch,"  I screamed and then the first rope of
hot sticky cum landed on my chest right between my nipples.
Each shot made a line of cum all the way to my cock.  When
the last of the ninth shot finished.

"I'M CUMMING"  He yelled.

I could feel his filling my tight ass with his love,
emptying his entire soul into my ass.  He collapased on top
of me while we floated in the after glow of our first night
together.  After coming down we made love again soon after
that and feel asleep in each others arms.

There have been many times since that night three months
ago, and each time there is a renewed love in our love
making.  We seem to learn more about each other with each
time we mate.  We are planning to move to Florida when the
house sales.  We are in so much love.



I hope you enjoyed hearing about Jeff and Jim falling in
love.

Comments are welcome  ford_lonnie@hotmail.com

Saturday, June 29, 2002