Date: Mon, 23 Apr 2001 17:58:06 +0100 (GMT+01:00)
From: Sean@well-in.com
Subject: New Home part 1

Goodbye

"Sean!" A voice came from down the stairs.
	"Coming." Sean shouted back, grabbing his back pack. He knew things
were going to change in his life, in more ways than one. He took one last
look at his room, before he turned his back and closed the door. He walked
slowly down the stairs, then walked up to Mrs. Robson, his foster mother.
	"You'd better get going." She said to him in her nice voice. "You
don't want to keep anyone waiting." She smiled at him, and patted his back
as he wlked out of the front door. "Don't forget to tell me how you're
getting on." She whispered in his ear.
	"I won't." He gave a blank smile, but tried to make it look
meaningful. He walked half way up the path, toward the car. He turned to
Mrs Robson, then ranup to her leaving his bag on the path. "I can't do it."
He cried putting his arms around her.
	"Come on, you know you want to." She said hugging him back. He
didn't want to, but deep down, he did. "Get going, I'll always be here if
you change your mind." She was a stout woman, but always jolly. "Go on
Sean."
	"Goodbye." He said, as if he hadn't said it enough.
	"Goodbye." Tears ran down both their faces. Sean was only 9, he
couldn't cope with the preassure of moving from home to home. But he was
going to a permenant home now, where he'd stay until he was old enough to
leave on his own. He went toward the car, picking up his bag on the way.
	"Are you ready?" The Social Service woman said. Sean just
nodded. He was going to be happy at his new home. The parents were both
what he could ever want in a parent. The father was sporty, and had a good
paying job. The mother was a great cook, and appreciated other peoples
space. He'd have a dog, a two year old Labrodour called Ben, and two
brothers to play with. Luke, who was 14, and Paul, who was also 9. They
drove toward the house, Sean feeling nervous and sad. He thought about how
much fun he'd had with Mrs Robson, then how much he'd had when he visited
the house and played with Paul. The car pulled up to the house, as Sean
wiped his eyes. He got out and was greeted by the whole family. They got
inside, as not to make a scene in public. "Right, well I'll be going then."
the woman said. She left Sean to it with his 'family'.
	"Do you want anything to eat?" His 'mom' asked. Sean shook his
head. "A drink?" He shook his head again. "Paul, why don't you take Sean to
your room so he can unpack his things."
	"OK, come on." He ran upstairs while Sean walked slowly. The two
would be sharing a room together, so it was best if they got along straight
away. When he reached the room, Paul was already there. "Thats your bed,
and theres your shelves." Sean tried to keep as quiet as he could, but
couldn't manage it.
	"Do you have a Playstation?" Was the first thing in his head.
	"Yup." He unpacked his things, and Paul put a game on. They played
for a few hours before their mom came up.
	"Is everything OK?" She asked.
	"Yep." Paul said, getting that 'i'm not talking to you' look.
	"Sean," She said, "is everything alright for you?"
	"Yes thankyou Mrs Wright." He said, getting back to his game.
	"You can call me mom if you prefer. Dinner will be ready in a few
minutes." She was trying her best to make everything alright for him. She
even got the recipe for his favourite food from Mrs Robson so she could
make it how she makes it.
	After dinner, both boys returned to their room to play some
more. "What music do you like?" Paul said walking over to a stereo. "I've
got tons of CDs." Sean thought.
	"Do you have any rock music?" He asked. He'd got into Punkrock when
he was 6, his then neighbour got him into it.
	"I don't think so. Why don't you put one of your CDs on." Paul said
rummagning through his stack. Sen went over to his shelf and got his NOFX
CD. "What the hells that?" Paul asked trying to sound big.
	"It's my favourite CD." He put it on, then they spent the next half
hour talking about everything.
	"What TV shows do you like?" Paul asked, he had loads of Friends
videos in collection.
	"Loads. I like Frasier, Friends, Cheers, stuff like that." He
always watched them, as a ritual, apart from Cheers, he'd only seen that at
Mrs Robson's.
	"Do you wanna watch Friends, I've got all the videos."
	"OK." Paul went over and got one of the videos. He pu it in the
machine, and they spent the rest of the night watching the videos. It got
to 10 o'clock, when their mom called them to go to bed. Paul undressed and
got into a pair of pin stripe PJ's. Sean waited until he was done before he
got undressed. He slipped off his T-Shirt, revealing his white chest and
pink nipples. Then he slipped down his pants and underwear, leaving him
naked. He went over to a set of drawers and started looking through each
one. "What are you looking for?" Paul asked.
	"My sweat pants, I remember putting them here...somewhere." Sean
was anxcious to find them.
	"If you can't find them just sleep like that." Paul joked. Sean
laughed back, it was a fake laugh but not sarcastic.
	"Found them." He slipped them on and got into bed. Their beds were
literally a foot away from each other. They spent the rest of the night
talking, getting to know each other. Paul avoided the obvious questions on
why he doesn't live with his parents, things like that.
	"Alright then," he said, "who do you fancy most?" Trying to make
good conversation, this was an awkward question. Lately, Sean had been
finding himself not the least bit attracted to girls, but boys was a
different matter. He thought hard before answering the only way he could.
	"I don't want to say."
	"Go on, I'll tell you who I fancy." Daniel was keen to share a room
with Paul, his blonde hair and blue eyes were a magnet.
	"Alright," he thought again, saying the first thing that came into
his head, "Sarah Michelle Geller." He laughed pretending to be embarrassed.
	"Me too." Paul said nervously. His voice seemed to differ, but it
wasn't embarrassment.
	"Sean," he said quietly, "do you ever play with yourself?" This
question would be expected if they were older, but this came as a shock to
the nine year old.
	"What?" He was confused, what did he mean, 'playwith yourself'?
	"Never mind. Forget I asked." Paul laughed.
	"No, tell me." Sean demanded.
	"I said, do you, you know, play with yourself?"
	"How do you mean?"
	"You know, play with your dick." It was becoming clearer not. Sean
short black hair and green eyes made him seem youngr, and immaturer than he
was. Paul thought he didn't, so he accepted the answer before it came.
	"Sometimes, well, only when I'm in the shower." This was not the
answer Paul expected. He propped himself up and asked another question.
	"Do you want to do it now?" By now, the sexual tension in the room
was off the chart. Any guy in that situation would have shot there and
then.  Sean thought about how much he wanted to, nothing else.
	"OK." He was eager to get started. He sat on his bed as Paul did.
He watched his 'brother' strip off first, his three incher raging.
Nervously, Sean did the same. Both boys were naked, facing each other. Paul
started to slowly rub his shaft with his index finer. He pulled the skin
back as far as it would go and played with his head. He was circumsized
like Sean. He took his hard on between his thumb and two fingers and
started to slowly jack himself off. All the time he was staring at Sean's
three incher that looked the same as his, only different somehow. Then he
stopped, and took hold of Sean the same way, slowly and gentely, he pulled
his skin back and forth with his right hand. He used his left hand to
tickle Sean's small balls, which were a little smaller than his own. Sean
moaned with pleasure, then looked down as Paul stopped. He watched him take
his dick and squeeze it between his tight lips. He moved his head up and
down, licking the head all the time. Sean's moans became longer and deeper.
He laid down on the bed and Paul got on top of him, never taking him out
his mouth. Sean wanted to stop but couldn't, he lifted his hips up and
arched his back. He came into Paul's mouth, it was dry, but overwhelming.
Paul slowed down to a complete stop, Sean just laid back with his eyes
closed smiling. "That was awesome!" He said as Paul got further on top of
him so they were head to head. They kissed passionatly for a few seconds
before Paul got off.
	"Now you do me." He said excited, he knew what was coming. He and
done this with Luke so many times, only when Luke reached the point of no
return, he shot. He laid on his back as Sean took his boner into his
mouth. He started by licking the end, the moving his head up and down
slowly. He kept playing with the head with his tongue, as his movements got
faster. Paul didn't take long, soon he had a dry cum in Sean's mouth. They
both laid together naked and kissed for a long time. They hugged and fell
asleep in each others arms. It was lucky that they'd locked the door,
because the next morning, their mom came banging on the door for them to
get up. If it had been open, they'd be killed.

Thoughts and comments?
Part 2 coming soon, I hope.