Date: Mon, 17 Aug 2009 18:46:12 -0700 (PDT)
From: Paul R Consalvo <cpaulr@ymail.com>
Subject: My Baby Bear

This story is true some of the places have changed, the characters are really.
This story contains sexual contact between teenage boys, this story may not
be legal where you live or it may be offensive to you, if you are not 18 years
of age, then you should leave now.


My Baby Bear          Chapter 1


This is a true story and the places may not be the same but the people in
the story are real right down to their names, we should start off by
telling you all about our boys.

First is Patrick ( Pat ) Hudson, he is the older of the two, he is 16 years
of age and has black / brown hair, brown eyes, he is 5 feet 6 inches tall,
weighs in at 140 pounds, he was older and would do jobs around the
neighborhood, he mostly would baby sit for the neighbors, he was very good
and was very attentive. He was gay and not sure who knew.

Brent Callen was a very lovable 12 year old that had dirty blond medium
length hair, his eyes were brownish / hazel and would change colors with
his moods. He stood about 4 foot tall and weighed about 115 pounds soaking
wet. He was a friendly good looking boy, that had epilepsy. So when mom and
dad would go out for any reason they did not feel at all comfortable
leaving him alone.

The story and the wonderful relationship begins one night when Patrick (
from now on referred to as Pat ) was called in to babysit for Brent. When
he arrived Mrs. Callen went through the effort of informing Pat of the
situation, just in case anything should happen while they were away,
carefully give phone numbers of places they would be. the evening went by
and the boys kept themselves busy doing things that Brent wanted to
do.. Finally Pat suggested that they sit down and watch a movie on the
television. They sat down and as they watched the movie Brent laid down and
rested his head in Pat's lap. Neither of them thinking much of it, and it
turned out that it became very comfortable for both of them. Pat was
enjoying the closeness and the feel of Brent laying there. Brent was
beginning to feel that it was not only very comfortable but he also felt a
very safe and almost a feeling of belonging, laying there in Pat's lap, he
was feeling very strange, but it was a very good feeling and he was feeling
better and better as the night wore on.

Pat was watching the television and was very aware of how he was feeling,
also felt well aware of how he started to become quite comfortable with
Brent there laying in his lap. It was becoming a feeling that Pat and Brent
both did not know would blossom into a relationship that would become life
altering for both of them.

Brent was just laying there and was very comfortable for a while.

Pat was just sitting there and was thinking that it sure was nice to have
him that close and how comfortable that it was making him feel. It was just
sending warm and cozy feeling through his entire body.

Brent began to sit up and as he did he looked at Pat and then he leaned
into him and kissed him. It was sending surges through both their bodies.
They were both quite at ease with what had just happened, and although
nothing was said the look in their eyes, way saying that they were going to
become very close.. That night they both discovered that they loved each
other and by each others side is where they wanted to be.

As the evening grew late and they started to get tired, they decided to go
to bed.

Pat called Mrs Callen and advised her that the were going to go to bed,
they would both be sleeping in Brent's room. They headed for Brent's room
and while they were both eager to see the other naked, conversation cut
through the room for several minutes until the newness of what was about to
happen wore off and it changed to an eager desire to take the next step.

They headed for the bathroom to get ready for bed, they were both eager but
Brent was a little shy when it came to taking off his cloths in from of
strangers, he felt somehow relaxed about doing it and was really looking
forward to the remainder of the evening, he was getting a little twinge in
his stomach that was traveling down to his groin area. He was sitting on
the toilet and watching Pat as he got ready for bed and was wondering if he
was going to get a chance to see Pat naked, the thought of being in bed
naked with him was making him get hard, he was trying to hide it but he was
also very proud that someone like Pat would cause him such happiness.

They both got up and headed back to Brent's room, they went into the
bedroom and turned off the lights and got in bed and they snuggled close
together. They were both at a point where they wanted to do something with
each other and they both reached for each other at the same time which made
them each chuckle a little and then there was a moment of silence and they
both removed their underwear and started to fondle each other, being older
Pat was gently rubbing the tip of Brent's boy cock and he could feel a
slight bit of moisture there. Brent was fondling Pat, and he was so excited
that he felt the sudden urge to explode and as the urge became stronger he
felt Brent's cock stiffen and shoot his load all oven his stomach and Pat's
hand as well. As Pat was finishing the final one or two strokes he felt
himself ready to explode, just the touch of Brent's hand on his cock was
bringing him to a quick and beautiful orgasm, as he shot his load he looked
into Brent's eyes and saw a sparkle there there said " I LOVE YOU " and
they cleaned up and snuggled once again and this time after Brent curled up
close, his head of Pat's shoulder and arm draped over his chest he fell
asleep quickly. Pat laid there for a few moments and realized that he did
not see this coming but he had also just fallen in love, he tilted head
head against Brent's and holding his hand in his own fell asleep


This is the end of chapter 1 I hope you like it, please feel free
to email me with any comments to the following address
cpaulr@ymail.com, find my other stories listed under  the
author list under spiderwick1, thanks for reading my story.