Date: Sat, 21 Sep 2002 12:31:07 +0800
From: Larry Flint <phangasm@operamail.com>
Subject: My Nephew Mike (part 2)

My Nephew Mike

by Phangasm

Please read disclaimer on part 1


PART 2 - Mike's Buddy


It was only Wednesday.

I worked from 7 to 3 but there was simply nothing to do after work. I would
come home, but since Mike was out of town, I was bored silly. Fuck, I
thought, the kid isn't gonna be back until Friday, I gotta do something or
I'll go nuts. I decided to clean the house from top to bottom, starting
with every piece of dirty laundry in the place. I donned my shorts (without
undies, much more comfortable) and a tee shirt and set to work.

The first place I looked was Mike's room. I opened the door and shook my
head...it looked as though a tornado carrying only clothes had been through
the room. I had taught him well, being the "fucking pig" he frequently
called me. There were boy-sized jeans, shorts, tee shirts and shirts strewn
about everywhere. Plus my favorite, roughly six pair of white boy-sized BVD
briefs. I picked up a pair from the top of the TV, of all places, put them
to my face and inhaled deeply.

"ahhhhhhhhhh yes! That's my boy!" I said aloud.

I quickly picked up every piece of clothing I could find and tossed them
into the basket I had brought with me. Next stop, bathroom, where I found 2
sets of my own clothes and more of Mikes....including 3 more pair of
undies.

"Fuck," I said to no one, "I'll have to ask him if he has any underwear at
home...geez!"

After a tour through my own bedroom and the living room, where Mike and I
enjoyed shucking off sweats, shorts and shirts to enjoy TV in our
underwear, I had roughly 5 loads to wash and dry.

Sitting at the kitchen table folding the first load, I decided to take a
break. I grabbed a Coke and sat outside on the porch, watching traffic and
kids on bikes go by.

I thought about Mike and what would happen next. The sex could only get
more exciting but would I be able to stay sane? Probably not...but if I was
gonna drive myself crazy, this was definitely the way to do it!

"Heeeeey Chad-Man!" a kid voice shouted.

I looked to where the voice came from and saw Mike's pal Joey riding his
bike down the walk.

"Heeeey Joe-boy," I replied, completing our usual greeting, "How ya doin'
kid?"

"Pretty good," he said "Mike around?"

"Nope, Minneapolis."

"Aw shit, thats right...I forgot. Be back Friday, right?"

"Yep, sure will....kinda bored without the little shit bugging me."

"Yeah, me too," he said and laughed, "Gonna be pretty bored myself until
Friday."

"Want a Coke?" I asked, "it's pretty hot."

I was not sure where I was going with this, but ever since Mike told me
that Joey wanted to see me "sans clothes" I was curious as hell. I thought
if I could at least get him to come in for a minute, I could watch him, see
what he does and check him out at the same time.

"I wouldn't want to bother you."

"What were we just talking about, huh?" I kidded. "We're both bored
shitless because our buddy is out of town. How the hell will that bother
me?"

"Yeah," he said, flushing a bit red, "Ok, sure."

"Cool, c'mon up."

He climbed off his bike and walked up, I opened the door for him. As he
walked past I looked down and checked out his cute little ass. The shorts
he was wearing didn't reveal much due to their bagginess, but his ass still
stuck out nicely.

I went to the fridge and got him a Coke and we sat down at the table and
began making small talk...the weather - fuckin' hot, the Cubs dismal season
and on and on.

He was wearing a tee-shirt that he had probably outgrown a year ago. It fit
him like an extra set of skin. I could see the outline of his chest, his
hot nipples. He was slightly bigger than Mike, he would turn 13 just days
after Mike turned 12. God he was so hot!

What are you doing?  I thought to myself, You can't seriously be thinking
about.....

But I was. I couldn't help it. I had been thinking about how Mike said Joey
wanted to see me naked. I thought I would strip with them the next time he
stayed with us.

But he's here right now. If I could think up a way to get naked....nothing
wrong with making that happen, just to see what he does, of course. Nothing
more than that.

Of course.

Bingo.

Suddenly I had an idea that would give him his wish. I reached for my soda
and clumsily tipped it forward, sending a flood of Coke into my lap.

"Oh Shit!!" I cried. "Fuckin' A!" I hopped up from the table, my hands out
to my sides

Joey was busy hiding his mouth behind his hand, snorting..trying like hell
not to laugh.

"So, you think that's pretty cute, do ya?" I asked. The damn burst and he
laughed until tears squirted from his eyes. He finally started to calm down
and I said, "These are toast, you know." pointing to my shorts. That got
him started again.  "Ok, laughing boy, I gotta change. You wanna hand me
that dishtowel over by the sink?" I said as I reached for a pair freshly
laundered shorts, which were laying in the laundry basket on the table.

Man, clean shorts right here! This could not have worked better if I'd
planned it this way.

Joey seen me reaching for the shorts and his blue eyes widened before
turning away to get the towel. I did not know how far I could take this,
but the look on his face alone was worth the trouble of getting doused with
pop.

I stripped out of my shorts as the boy walked toward me. I was already half
hard from thinking about his handsome chest and how I could make him moan
if I touched it. I thought he was gonna drop the towel. He stood there,
towel in hand, unable to take his gaze off my manhood.

"Uh, Joe...could I have the towel, buddy?"

"Oh...shit, uh.....sorry man.....here." He handed me the towel, his face
flushing bright red.

"That's ok, dude." I said, hoping he wouldn't get nervous and flee.

"Geez, looks like the shirt got it, too." I said, pulling the tee-shirt
over my head.

There I stood, buck naked in front of the boy. Joey could do nothing but
stare, his face flushing ten shades of red. Even in his embarrasment, the
part of him he could not control was at work.

His shorts began to tent out in the front.

I could not believe the thoughts crossing my mind.

Oh, fuck. No way! You're pitchin' a tent, boy! Man, it looks like the
little fucker's hung for 12.

He didn't seem to notice at first, then he must have felt it, suddenly he
looked down. I didn't think it would be possible for him to get more red in
the face, but he managed it as he quickly sat down. I too had no control,
the sight of his shorts bulging caused my manhood to stand out straight. I
started to wipe the soda off my body.

"Man, this is too sticky," I said, "I'm gonna need some water."

I walked over to the sink and wet the dishtowel. I turned around and leaned
against the counter and started to wipe myself down. The water felt
great. Joey watched with interest...sitting down had not hidden his hardon,
for his shorts still formed a tent. I rubbed the towel slowly over my chest
even though the pop had not spilled there.

"aaaaahhhhh, man," I said. "The cool water feels fuckin' good."

I moved the towel down, closer to my rock-hard cock. The boy watched my
hand and unconsiously licked his lips as I moved the towel over my cock and
balls.

 This is so fucking hot! I thought, He's practically drooling! I gotta
fucking have him....suck his fucking cock...christ!  I threw out the bait.

"That's quite a boner you've got there, Joe." I said calmly as I rubbed the
terry cloth over my cock.

"Huh.....ahh, what? He was so lost in what I was doing that he hadn't heard
the question.

"Nice boner, buddy." I said.

He looked at me, his mouth moving but no words would come. He turned toward
the table and looked down, not saying anything. I stopped washing myself
. As I reached for my shorts I saw a tear slide down his face.

Huh? What did I say? I thought. Whatever it was, it was the wrong
thing. Shit, I've done it now!!

I pulled the shorts over my now fading hardon and walked over to the boy,
who was now starting to hitch and sob.

"Hey hey hey," I said, placing my hand on his sholders. "What's the matter,
buddy? I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything by that, c'mon, don't cry."

He sobbed all the harder.

"What's wrong, buddy? c'mon, tell me." I pleaded.

"You.......probably..." he hitched, unable to continue.

"It's ok, buddy...calm down." I coaxed.

He started again, "You probably think....I'm fuu...fuu..fuckin' weird,
too. The boy broke down again.

"What?!" I exclaimed, "Why would I think that, Joey....c'mon, you know
we're buds!"

"'Cause...cause I got a boner lookin' at ya" sobbed the boy.

I couldn't believe it. He'd thought I was putting him down instead of
coming onto him.

"Joey, look at me." I put my hand under his chin and turned his face
towards mine. "I'd NEVER think that. It's like I said, we're buds...we'll
ALWAYS be buds. I think you got a stiffy cause you like the way I look, am
I right?" I smiled.

The boy tried to look down, but I had kept my hand under his chin and I
wouldn't let him. I turned my smile into a grin. Finally he slowly nodded
his head yes.

"Hey, that's cool. I'm glad you like the way I look." I offered him a
smile.

Hmmmm, I thought, he said "you'll think I'm weird....'too'....  "What did
you mean that I will think you're wierd.. too?" I asked.

He didn't answer, so I prodded further.

Who thinks you're wierd, Joe?"

"My dad thinks I'm a wimp...he hardly talks to me he ha...ha..HATES ME!"
the boy sobbed as he began crying again in earnest. "He calls me a
worthless retard...mom won't do anything about it! I hate him! Fucking
worthless bastard! He drinks all the time! They don't buy me or Billy
nothin'. I take care of Billy the best I can......I'm wearing one of
Billy's shirts right now cause mine are all trash."

I did my best to fight back the tears and anger boiling inside. They call
people like myself sick. All we want to do is bring love and happiness to a
boy. Yet "parents" like these can legally raise a boy and we can't. The
world sucks.

"I wish I had someone who cares about me the way you do about Mike.....he's
so lucky to have you." the boy sobbed.

"You know what?" I said.

He looked into my eyes, blinking away tears.

"I care," I said, my voice trembling. "You are welcome here anytime you
want...we're buds."

Joey looked at me, not believing at first. "I care." I whispered, brushing
his hair back from his forehead.

The boys face crumpled and he fell into my arms wailing, I held him tight.

"That's ok.......yeah, that's ok pal." I soothed. "Gonna be alright, I
promise buddy."

I picked him up and carried him into the living room. I don't think he
noticed.

I layed us down on the couch, his head still buried in my chest hair. I
gently stroked his blond hair. He began to calm until finally his crying
stopped altogether and was replaced with gentle snores. I carefully rolled
him off me and put his arms by his sides. I got a fresh towel and wet it
with lukewarm water and gently wiped his tear-stained face. He didn't
stir. I went to my bedroom and pulled a clean t-shirt over my head and got
a light sheet and a pillow from my bed. I went back to the couch and
carefully removed Joey's shoes and placed them on the floor then covered
the sleeping boy with the sheet. Very gently I lifted his head and placed
the pillow under it.

In the kitchen, I cleaned up the spilled pop and put my ruined clothes and
the towels in with the next load to wash.  I poured Joey's Coke down the
drain and grabbed a fresh one for myself and proceeded to finish the
laundry all the while thinking about Joey. Such a sweet kid didn't deserve
such a life. I had to do something to change that.

2 hours later, I had finished and put away the laundry, the boy slept
on. An hour after that, I started dinner. I cooked for two.

"Joey"

"Hey buddy.....gonna sleep all afternoon?"

The boy stirred slightly.

"Hey dude, you gotta be starvin', huh?"

I ran my fingers through his blond hair. He opened his eyes. I smiled at
him as my hand wandered down and carressed his cheek.

He smiled. "Gotta pee." he said.

"You know where it's at, bud."

I got up off the couch and let him up...swatting his little behind as he
passed. I went to tend to dinner as I heard the splash of urine hitting
water in the half bathroom down the hall. I went to the fridge and grabbed
a couple more cokes along with ketchup and mustard and sat it on the
table. I then went to the stove where I had 4 cooked burgers on warm
setting. I scooped the burgers out of the skillet and placed them on a
plate as Joey reappeared.

"Hungry buddy?" I asked

"Starving!" he said. "You didn't have to, though."

"Are you kidding?" I said. "I hate eating alone! It'll be great having some
company."

"Ok, cool." he said, smiling.

I flipped a burger onto the bun on his plate.

"Go to it, pal. All the fixens are here."

I have never seen a kid eat so ravenously. 2 burgers disappeared in less
than 10 minutes, along with two helpings of chips and a coke.

"Geez, kiddo....not hungry, were ya?"

He belched loudly, then looked at me like I might scold him for his
rudeness. I laughed out loud. After a couple seconds he joined me. We
laughed until tears ran down our faces. He had a musical laugh that was
grand to hear after crying the way he did.

He helped me gather up the dishes and place them in the sink.

"Wanna go into the living room for a while?" I asked. "We could watch a
movie or something...or do you have to be home?"

"Nah," he said. "They don't care what I do. Half the time when I stay here
with you and Mike, they have no idea where I am."

We walked into the living room and sat on the couch.

"Man," I said. "I had no idea, Joe. If you ever need anything....and I mean
that. Anything. food, clothes...a place to hang or crash, you come to
me. Got it?"

"But, Chad man I wouldn't wanna be any hassle for yo......"

I took his face in my hands.

"Anything, anytime. Got it?"

He looked as though he might cry again, but he simply repeated "Got it" and
wraped his arms around me, placing his head on my shoulder.

I stroked his beautiful blond hair.

"We're buddies. A buddy would not let his friend go without." I said. "From
now on, somebody cares."

He did cry then, not as hard and long as the last time, but enough to wet
my shirt.

He finally pulled away, his blue eyes swollen from crying. I took my hand
and wiped away his tears. I looked down at my shirt.

"Man," I said grinning. "How many shirts am I gonna go through today?"

Joey giggled.

I got up off the couch and picked up the cordless phone.

"I don't care if they don't care, I want you to at least call and tell them
what you're up to."

I handed him the phone and he dialed his home number.

"Yeah, Ma....stayin' with Mikey, ok?"

"k bye"

He handed the phone back to me and I placed it in the base unit and walked
to the video cabinet.

"Episode One?" I asked.

"You got it!" he said.

Mike, Joey and I have seen the Star Wars saga countless times sitting in my
living room. I put the disk in my DVD player and hit the power switches for
the TV and surround unit. Joey hit "play" on the remote and I sat down on
the carpeted floor in front of the couch. It didn't take long for the boy
to join me on the floor. I raised my arm and he scooted under it and I
pulled him close. It wasn't long and my fingers were again playing in his
soft blond hair. We sat that way for a while, then he offered to fetch more
pop.

"Sure, sounds good buddy" I said.

As the boy passed in front of me, I noticed his short were tented in front
again. He made no move to hide this from me, but simply grinned at me on
the way by, flushing slightly. He was still hard when he handed me a fresh
coke.

"Thanks." I said, a little shakily.

"No prob," He said, and promptly sat down between my parted legs, leaning
back against my chest.

"Mind if I sit here?" He asked, looking up at me.

"Not at all." I said.

I reached up and sat my pop on the end table by the couch, then placed my
hands on his shoulders. My cock was straining in my shorts, his hot little
ass pushed up against it...I thought I would go insane! I decided to take a
chance and massage his shoulders. After all, he had gotten a boner and then
sat between my legs. I hoped like hell that this would be ok. I began to
massage, gently kneeding his shoulders, moving my hands from left to
right. He sighed gently as I increased pressure.

"Man, hot ain't it? he asked suddenly.

"Sure is. We could get out of these shirts." I suggested.

Without saying anything he began to remove his little brothers to-tight
t-shirt. He had trouble pulling it over his head so I helped him pull it
off. I then pulled my own over my head and layed it beside his.

He relaxed against me again, the warm soft skin of his tanned back touching
against me.....I though I would die.

I began my gentle massaging again, kneeding the muscles in his shoulders
with much more pressure than before. he sat forward slightly and moaned.

"mmmmmmm." he groaned. "Shit that feels good."

"I thought you'd like it." I said, and began working my hands down his
back, rubbing it up and down.

Then without warning I moved my hands up over his shoulders and began to
rub his soft chest. He completely relaxed against me, his breath shuddering
in and out. I looked down and saw his eyes were closed....a pained
expression of pleasure on his angelic face. I reached up on the couch and
grabbed a couple of small pillows.

"Let's lay down, ok buddy?" I asked.

"Ok"

He layed flat on his back, watching TV. I layed on my side facing the boy
and placed my right hand on his handsome young chest. His eyes closed and
he sighed gently as my fingertips swirled around his stiff nipples and down
across his soft tummy. I could see his boyhood tented out in his shorts,
throbbing slightly. I moved my hand onto his shorts and his stiff organ,
rubbing it through his shorts and undies from tip to base. The boy's mouth
fell open and a moan of pleasure filled the room.

"aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhyeahhhhh." he moaned

"Feel good, pal?" I asked.

"Feels great." he sighed.

"Can I take off your pants, Joe?"

The question hung in the air. I was afraid he wouldn't answer, but instead
get up and leave.

"Only if you take off yours, too." he said, opening his eyes, his face
still a mask of pleasure.

"Sounds fair to me." I said, removing my hand from his cock and quickly
removing my shorts. My hardon sprang free at last. I rose above the boy and
grabbed the waistband of his shorts and pulled them, undies and all, over
his legs and off.  His cut boyhood was close to five inches stiff and a
little fatter than my thumb. A very small crop of blond pubic hair grew at
the base....I knew I would be getting liquid dessert soon. His hairless
nuts were beautiful, the left hanging slightly lower than the right.

I took his hardon in my hand and began to stroke slowly up and down as the
boy sighed and moaned. I felt his young hand on my belly, searching, lower,
lower until it found what it was looking for. Joe took my stiff prick and
gently began to stroke it, matching my strokes to his.

His pecker began to stiffen further and his moans told me he was getting
close.

"Don't squirt it yet, buddy," I whispered, "Let's make it last a while."

"Gettin' close man......aaahhhhh....don't wanna wait."

I removed my hand from his prick and moved down to his balls, his legs
parting to allow me access. While I gently massaged his sack, I began the
conversation I knew we needed to have.

"Like that, kid?"

"Yeah, man it feels good...jack me off, please?" he begged, his face a mask
of extasy as I stroked his smooth thighs.

"In good time, by the time this afternoon is over I will have made you cum
lots of times, ok?"

"Cool"

"Joey?"

"Yeah?"

"You know you can never tell anyone about this, right? I mean
nobody...ever."

I brought my hand up and ran it though his hair, then down, caressing his
face.

"I could get into big trouble if you did......BIG trouble."

He looked into my eyes as he spoke.

"Who would I tell? If I told someone, we couldn't do it anymore. I can't
stand my folks, and my only friends are you and......Mike."

His face lit up as he mentioned Mike's name.

"Hey.......have you and Mike been, well, you know....."

I grinned and grabed his stiff penis.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" I said, grinning.

"You ARE! aren't you?" he exclaimed. "Fuckin' cool!"

"That doesn't matter right now," I said seriously, "What does matter is
that we understand each other, otherwise let's put on our clothes and watch
the movie and forget about this."

"Hey, man," he said looking directly into my eyes, "I won't tell a
soul...ever. I promise. Honest to God. Pinky Swear."

The boy held his right pinky finger straight up. I grasped it with mine and
gave it a tug.

"Pinky Swear," I repeated. "Never a soul...ever."

I was still looking into his eyes. I knew he was telling the truth. I moved
my face slowly towards his, my lips parted. He met me halfway. Our lips
met, mouths open. I thrust my tongue into his mouth as I pulled him into my
arms, grabbing his tight little buns. I broke the kiss and began to kiss
his neck, licking and nipping at his ear. He moaned in pleasure as his cock
rubbed my leg. I knew he would explode soon.

"Let's take a shower." I whispered into his ear. "I want to lick you and
suck you everywhere, let's go get clean."

"Carry me?" he asked and grinned.

"You got it, bud."

I paused the movie and we stood up. The boy climbed up on me piggy-back
style, his arms wrapped around my neck and his legs around my torso. Man it
was so fucking hot!

I carried him to the upstairs bathroom and set him on his feet while I ran
the water and adjusted the temperature.  I stepped into the warm water and
the boy followed, wetting his hair and smoothing it back. I grabbed a bar
of soap and began to wash his tanned back, working down to his sweet little
buns. I stopped long enough to move the shower head off to the side so he
wouldn't rinse. I then soaped every inch of his beautiful young body,
saving his cock and balls for last. I soaped my hands and took his cock in
my right and his balls in my left and gently massaged. Joey moaned, so
relaxed that he swayed on his feet. I bent down and took him into my arms
and our lips met again in a long, deep kiss, my hands wandering his slick
soapy body.

I broke the kiss and straightened the shower head so we could rinse
off. Afterwards I dried the boy with a soft towel. I then carried him piggy
back to our place on the living room floor and hit the play button on the
remote.

Joey was laying on his back. I rose above the boy and lowered my body onto
his and we both sighed as his silky soft flesh met mine. I began to kiss
and lick his soft young neck, working my way down to his nipples, which
stiffened as I swirled my tongue around them.

"ahhhhhhhhhh" sighed Joey, "That feels so fucking good....mmmmmmmm. Please
jack me off.....I want it so badly."

"Oh, I'll do better than that, kid." I said, kissing my way down his slim
chest past his navel.

I drank in the sight of his throbbing stiff five inches, then plunged it
into my mouth down to the sparse growth of blond pubes, inhaling deeply as
my nose rubbed the fine hairs, swirling my tongue around his stiff tool.

"ahhhhhhhhhhhyeahhhhhh.......oh my fucking god....ahhhhhhhh" moaned Joey as
he arched his back and spread his legs wide.  I pulled my mouth off his
dick by shear force of will and sucked his ball sack into my mouth,
flicking my tongue as I rolled them around, then moved downward licking his
crotch. He managed to spread even further and raise his ass off the floor
at the same time. I grabbed his tight buns and lifted, then dove into his
pink little hole, rimming him wildly.

The kid went nearly insane, crying out in pleasure again and again.

I backed off, flipped the boy over, grabbed his little hips and pulled
upward and dove in again like a madman, literally drilling Joey's hot
little fuck-hole with my tongue......tongue fucking him, in and out - in
and out.

"aaaaaaagod...aahhhhhchad, yeah man....ahhh fuck don't stop
man...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

While the Star Wars theme played in the background, I did his bidding,
grunting and slurping like a wild animal as I ate him. I backed off and
replaced my mouth with a finger, slipping it slowly inside him..first
knuckle..then the second, the boy panting and moaning all the while,
finally in as far as I could go I began moving it in and out, gaining speed
as I went, massaging his little prostate. I looked between his legs and saw
his balls swinging to the rythum of my thrusts. I sucked his nuts into my
mouth and, to his delight, added a second finger up his butt.

I continued to finger bang him in earnest as I moved up by his head. The
boy was panting, his tongue hanging out of his mouth...his face disfigured
in ecstasy.

"Like that up your ass, boy?" I whispered, my lips touching his ear, "Want
more?"

"Yeahhhhh" Joey sighed, "Oh God, yeah man."

"Wanna fuck, kid?" I whispered. "I wanna fuck ya, Joe,"

"Yeah," he said, grinning, yet not opening his eyes, "Stick it in
me...aaaaaaahhhhhh."

I moved back down by his hot little ass, my fingers still working him
deep. I spit two or three times on my free hand and began working it into
my cock. Removing my fingers from his ass, I began rimming him wildly
again...oh my God the taste and smell!

With my saliva dripping from his nuts, I raised up on my knees. I pressed
my glans against his tight anus, the ring of muscle opened and the head
slipped in.

As Anacon Skywalker mounted his Pod Racer for the big race, I mounted
Joey. I slowly slipped my seven inches into the boy until my pubes were
resting on his sweet cheeks. I gave him a second or two to adjust to my
presence, then slid out 5 or 6 inches and back in to the hilt in one fluid
motion. The kid was in a sexual stupor, moaning and grunting as I repeated
the motion. Grabbing his skinny little hips, I began to fuck. I started
slowly, but in less than a minute my cock was whipsawing in and out,
faster, faster.

"AHHHHGOD! AHHHHHHHHH, Fuck me! Yeah THAT'S IT AHHHHHHHH, Fuckin' HARDER
MAN!"

I pulled out, flipped the boy and placed his feet on my shoulders. I
entered again in one quick motion and began to rabbit fuck him.

"Like that, kid?" I panted. "You like my big cock up your ass?"

"Yeah! ahhhhhhh FUCK! I can't wait ahhhhhhh fuuuuuuuuckkkk chad I'm gonna
fuckin' cum!!"

I looked down and saw the kid's dick begin to spasm, the prodding of his
young prostate doing its work. I quickly pulled out and sucked his dick
into my mouth just as it jetted three powerful squirts of thin boycum. I
didn't swallow, but instead coated Joey's stiff cock with the precious
fluid. I rose above the boy and layed on his slick sweaty body and placed
my lips on his, as he opened his mouth and my tongue entered, I transfered
a good amount of the boy's load to him. He didn't try to pull back, but
looked surprised at first, then redoubled his efforts in the kiss as I felt
him swallow. That was enough to put me over the top. I began to hump the
boy as my cock shot line after line of thick cum, covering the kid's chest,
cock and balls.

Completly drained I rolled off onto my back. After a second or two, Joey's
smiling face appeared above mine.

"That," he whispered, "Was fucking awesome."

I was so out of breath that I couldn't speak, so instead I just smiled and
ran my fingers through his beautiful blond hair.

It was enough, as his smile turned into an ear-to-ear grin.

Joey brought his face to mine, and as our lips touched and our tongues met,
I pulled him into my arms, my hands wandering down his back and over his
ass and back again.

We broke the kiss and Joey laid against me, his head on my shoulder as my
hand gently explored the wonderful curves of his young body.

"Sit up for a second, kiddo" I said and reached for the light sheet I had
covered the boy with earlier.

Pulling the sheet over our naked bodies, I pulled the kid close once again
and he immediately threw an arm across my chest and placed his head on my
shoulder.

"I love you, Chad." he whispered as he snuggled against me.

"I love you, too kid."

A few minutes later I heard his gentle snores and knew he was asleep.

Shit, I thought, I'm in fucking love...second time this week. If my heart
holds out, this could be quite a summer.  Laying there with my hand nestled
in his soft blond hair, I slept.

Thursday morning came to soon. I awoke at 4:30, according to the clock on
the VCR.  Joey was still snoring in the crook of my arm, which was also
sleeping from the boy laying on it all night. I used my right hand to raise
the kid's head and pulled my numb arm free. I grabbed a pillow and placed
it under the boy then gently lowered his head onto it. He sighed, stirred
slightly and smacked his lips. I covered him with the sheet and placed a
kiss on his forehead while gently stroking his silky hair.

"Shit." I muttered, "I fucking hate work this week!"

Not bothering to put on my underwear, I headed for the shower, massaging my
left arm which was now pins and needles.  I was half hard from tending to
Joey, so I reached down and gave the "cold" knob an extra twist. The
freezing cold water that followed woke me up as well as wilted my half hard
dick.

I had no time to think about sex this morning. The new offices on the west
side of the plant were almost finished. Todd, my summer helper and I had
planned to be in extra early to start running the network cables.

I rinsed off and dried myself and went to my room to dress. Since I didn't
need to dress for the office today, I was dressed in less than five minutes
and was down the stairs.

Joey was still on his back as I had left him, his mouth hanging open.

"God, kid, you're so fucking cute." I said aloud.

I knelt beside him. I could not resist picking on him a bit, I had to wake
him anyway so we could talk before I left. Reaching out with my finger, I
gently tickled his ear. His mouth closed and his hand came up, as if
shooing away a fly. I then did the same with the tip of his cute little
nose.

"Fuck!" the kid muttered, swatting again, still sleeping. I used both
hands, one on his nose and the other on his ear.

"Damn!" the kid muttered and opened his eyes.

He looked pissed as hell until he saw me smiling above him and figured out
what was going on.

"Shithead!" he said sleepily, grinning.

"And good morning to you too, asshole!" I announced, matching his
grin. "Sleep good?"

"Yeah," he said, "I was pretty spent."

"Me too, " I said smiling.

His sleep-spiked blond hair was just to much for me to resist, I began to
run my fingers through it. Joey smiled and closed his eyes.

"Man, I gotta piss like a fuckin' race horse!" he exclaimed and threw back
the sheet. His five inches stood up proudly, throbbing hard.

"Woah!" I said, "And good morning to you too, soldier!"

Joey giggled at this as he ran past me to the bathroom. I heard his piss
hit the water followed by a audible sigh of relief.

When he returned he was only half hard. He layed on the floor next to me.

"I gotta go to work, buddy." I said.

Reading the dissapointment on his face I continued quickly.

"You can stay here if you want. There's frozen pizza in the fridge for
lunch. I'll be home around 4:00 or so."

"I can stay here? You trust me?"

"Do you plan on bringing in a U-Haul and cleaning me out while I'm gone?"

"I'm not old enough to drive yet. Duh."

"Yes, I trust you, but there are a few rules, ok?"

"Ok."

"First, no friends...only you in the house. Nobody else for no reason
what-so-ever. This is very important, got it?"

"Got it!" exclaimed Joey. "I promise. You and Mike are my only friends
anyways"

"Second, don't answer the door. Not for anybody. I'm gonna put your bike in
the back porch so it will appear as though nobody's home. If you have to
leave for some reason I want you to lock the door, that means you will not
be able to get back in until I come home, ok?"

"Yup."

"Last, check the caller ID before you pick up the phone, answer only if
it's me. The ID will say Smith MFG. I might call at lunchtime. Also, I want
you to call your mom and let her know what you're up to..tell her you're
staying with Mike again or whatever. Does she know Mike's out of town?"

"Nah, she doesn't give a shit." he said bitterly. "I don't know why you're
making me call her."

"Just humor me, okay kid? I don't want her getting a wild hair thinking
you're missing or something. Anyway, it's just one less thing for me to
worry about, ok?" I grinned.

"Ok, if it makes you feel better, I'll call."

"It will." I said.

I put my hand to his face and caressed his cheek, then moved up to his
blond hair again, running my fingers through the silky softness as I
brought my face to his.

All that cold water for nothing I thought as I placed my hands on his sweet
little ass and pulled him into my arms.

I squeezed his ass and felt him up as our tongues swirled together. The boy
moaned into my mouth as I began to explore his hot little butt crack with
my fingers. My cock was straining painfully against my jeans and I knew
there would be no relief until later, but I didn't care, I was in heaven. I
wanted so badly to call in sick, remove my clothes and hold this little
angel all day long. I knew this wasn't possible, because today was an
important day for me and I had to make a living, but I still could do
something for the boy and start the day off right.

I broke the kiss and worked my way down to his soft neck, where I began to
lick and suck.

"Ahhhhhgod Chad." He sighed into my ear, "Jack me off before you leave,
please?"

I reached around to the front of him and took hold of his hard little cock,
causing him to moan and push up with his hips.

"Yeaaaahhh, fuckin' jack me off, dude."

"Oh, yeah, little man," I whispered, "I'll get you off."

With that, I moved down between his legs. His intoxicating musky boy smells
hit my nose instantly as I sucked his hard member into my mouth. He spread
his legs and cried out in extasy as my hands began to explore his crotch.

"Ahhhhhyeahman...SUCK my fuckin' cock!" he ordered as he place his hands on
the back of my head and pumped for all he was worth. My hands explored
every inch of him, massaging his tight asshole, pinching and twisting
gently on his stiff little nipples as he arched his back and writhed. I wet
my middle finger and it slipped easily up his willing asshole, where I
began to finger fuck the kid in earnest, hammering my finger up his hot
hole. Sweat ran off the boy in rivers as he started down the home
streach. I glanced up and saw his little face twisted in extasy as his cock
began to unload into my mouth.

"Ahhhhgod! c...cummmiing....Ahhhhhhhhfuck!" he screamed as he arched his
back and his little ass raised up off the floor. Five powerful squirts of
boycum hit the back of my throat as fast as I could swallow. His cock
spasmed again and again after his nuts had emptied trying to release
more. I held the last couple of dribbles in my mouth, coating the still
hard cock with it, then sucking it off...savoring it.

Finally, the boy could take no more and pulled my head off his sensitive
dick and settled his ass back onto the carpet moaning "Oh God, fuckin'
awesome" between sucking in huge gasps of air.

I brought my face to his again and smoothed his sweaty hair back out off
his forehead as the boy continued to gasp for air.

"Mmmmm, you're a tasty little fucker." I said, kissing his forehead.

"When," he gasped, "will I get........to taste......you?"

"Soon enough, buddy, but only if you want to. I don't want you to do
anything you don't want to, ok?"

"K," he breathed, finally beginning to catch his breath. "I do want to,
though."

"Ok, if you want we can explore that tonight. We also will have to talk a
bit about Mikey."

"K"

"I gotta go kid. I will see you tonight." I said, "Don't forget to call
your mom."

"Don't worry, I won't"

"And another thing, kid," I said grinning as I reached for the doorknob.

"Yeah?"

"Take a shower, you reek!"

His grinning face and his middle finger disappeared as I shut the door.