Date: Sun, 1 Dec 2002 05:58:30 -0800 (PST)
From: rimpigfl <rimpigfl@yahoo.com>
Subject: MY DAUGHTER'S EX BOYFRIEND 5

Disclaimer: Usual stuff. This is fiction. Didn't happen to my knowledge.
Some of the parts I hope never does.

This story is dedicated to several people:

My friend Bob in Illinois who's constant love and support over the last few
years has seen me through some very rough times. Thank you, Bob, for always
being there.

My friend Geoff in England who's love and concern saw me through some of
the very rough patches I went through writing this.

My friend Joshua, wherever you are. I promise, Joshua, that I will never
forget.

And last, but NEVER least - to all Gay and Bi-Sexual members of the United
States Marine Corps who continue to serve with bravery and distinction
despite the persecution that they risk.  To me, they are the true Heros.

MY DAUGHTER'S EX BOYFRIEND
Part 5

By RimPig (c) 2002

Since we didn't have to be at Troy's house to meet his mother until 8, we
had all the time in the world to explore each other's bodies again. We
started out by slowly undressing each other, letting hands and lips explore
each section of exposed flesh until we were both naked and hard.  Then we
lay down on the bed and continued our exploration laying side by side. We
kissed frequently, but gently. There didn't seem to be the urgency in our
love-making that there had been last night or this morning. Maybe it was
knowing that we were going to have three weeks together that allowed us to
slow down some.

"Are you going to be able to stand me for three weeks?" Troy asked.

"I think the better question is, can I live through three weeks of you! My
cock may fall off before it's over!" I said.

"Then I'll take it home as a souvenir!" he laughed.

"How about you? Are you going to be able to take three weeks of me?" I
asked.

"I'm already starting to dread going home!" he said.

There was silence between us as I took him in my arms and kissed him
deeply. His mouth opened up to me and I moved my body until he was on his
back and I was on top of him. God! I loved the feeling of his young, hard
body beneath mine! The heat of his skin, the scent of him - they drove me
wild! And the feeling of his hot, hard cock rubbing against mine kept us
both leaking cock- snot to the point that we were both drenched with it. I
moved down is body and sucked gently at his tiny nipples. They went erect
the moment my tongue touched them. Troy moaned at the feelings I was
causing as I nibbled the erect nubs.

I moved up and over so that I could put my nose into his fragrant pits and
smell the sweaty, masculine scent there. As I took deep breaths of his
scent, he turned his head and licked at my ear.  I loved the feeling of his
tongue in my ear and I knew already that putting mine in his caused him to
writhe across the bed! I moved on to his other pit and inhaled the scent
there as well. I then began to move down his body again. As I did so, he
spread his legs and wrapped them around my hips. I knew he was signaling me
that he wanted to be fucked first. I continued further down until I could
lift his legs and put my mouth to his beautiful ass.

I breathed deep of the scent of his ass trench. That raw, deeply masculine
scent drove me crazy! I loved it, and I loved his ass. I opened my mouth
and began taking deep swipes in his ass trench with my tongue as he moaned
and thrashed on the bed. I don't know which one of us enjoyed this
more. Me, eating his butt or him, having his butt eaten! My tongue began to
tease and lick at his hole and it easily opened to me. Troy was really
learning to relax for this. My tongue slid in easily as far as it could go
inside him. This was always an incredible thrill for me - to know that I
was tasting deep inside my lover's body. It was obviously a thrill for Troy
as well from the moans and whimpers I was hearing above me.

I continued to eat out his ass and to lave my tongue up and down his ass
trench and over his balls as well. I wanted to get him really worked up so
that he would cum easily when I fucked him.  Since I knew that I would take
much longer to cum, I wanted to get him off so that I could cum while he
fucked me. I should have realized that 17 year old's don't take much to get
worked up because before I knew it, I could hear him begging for my cock.

"Please! Mike! Fuck me! Fuck, man! You're drivin' me nuts! Stop eating it
and fuck my ass!!!"  he moaned.

I grabbed the lube off the bedside table and lubed him up. I started out
with two fingers and he just opened right up for them. Moving to three took
no time at all and before I knew it, I had his legs thrown over my arms and
my cock pushing at his rapidly opening asshole. I pushed inside and slid
all the way to the bottom of his butt, not stopping until my pubic hair was
crushed against his hole. Fuck! The heat of his hole felt like it was
scalding my cock! And the tight wetness almost caused me to lose it right
there and then. I looked into Troy's eyes and saw the lust and passion
there that he was feeling. I knew that this was not to be romantic. This
was a man-fuck! This would be raw sex.

I pulled my cock almost all the way out of his ass and then slammed it back
in to the hilt! I heard Troy grunt when I bottomed out. No sooner than I
did and I was withdrawing for another assault on his dark tunnel. I rapidly
worked up to my ramming speed and slammed my cock again and again into his
young hole. Troy moaned and carried on while his cock leaked all over his
abs in preparation for his climax. I maneuvered my cock within his hole so
that I was banging straight into his prostate each time I pounded my cock
into his hole. Troy couldn't take much of that at all! Before I knew it, I
could feel his ass muscles clenching around my cock and watched as a geyser
of cum shot out of his cock all over his face, chest and stomach. All Troy
had been able to do was moan during the whole fuck. I held still with my
cock still buried in his ass while he recovered from his ordeal.

"Holy Fuck!" he exclaimed. "What the fuck was that?!?!"

"That" I smirked. "Was a fuck! A true, no-holds-bar butt fuck!"

"Shit! That was something! I thought your fuckin' cock was gonna come out
of my throat you were in so deep!" he grinned.

"I considered it, but need you in one piece so that you could return the
favor. You ready to fuck me now?" I asked, smirking the whole time.

I could see his cock was far from ready. In fact, it was one of the few
times I remember actually seeing it soft. I just couldn't resist yanking
his chain.

"I'll fuck you! You bet I'll fuck you! You want it on your back or on your
stomach?!" he brayed.

"Stomach." I said and shifted my hips to yank my still hard cock out of his
hole all at once.

"Oooff!" he cried, as my cock popped out of his butt.

I lay down beside him on the bed and he got down between my legs and buried
his face in my butt. I could hear him breathing deeply of my ass scent and
moaning his pleasure at it. After a while, I felt his tongue begin to lave
up and down my ass crack. I decided I would make things more accessible for
him and rose to my knees, doggy style, which put everything in view for
him.  His mouth followed right along only now he was also going down and
licking the back of my hanging nutsack as well as just my ass. I could feel
him using his hands to pry apart my ass cheeks as far as they would go so
that he could gain more access to my hole. He ate my ass like a starving
man.

Finally, I couldn't take any more 'preparation', so I reached back and
handed him the bottle of lube. He got the message and quickly dumped a glob
of it in my hole and began to open me up with his fingers. He started with
two as well, which I was well able to take and soon was able to add a
third.

"You want me to fuck you like this?" he asked.

"Yeah! Let's try this. This was always Randy's favorite position to fuck
me. That way he could reach underneath me and jack me off at the same
time." I told him.

"Sounds hot!" he said as I could feel his cockhead poised against my
sphincter.

With a snap of his hips, I felt his cock ram into my anal passage until he
was buried completely in my ass. I grunted, not so much in pain as in
surprise. Troy leaned over across my back and slowly hunched his cock in
and out of my butt while he reached under me. But rather than grabbing my
cock at first, he grabbed hold of my tits, pulling on them as he fucked
me. It was exquisite torture and I loved every second of it!

I didn't need to tell him to fuck me hard. He was pounding my ass almost
from the first. Troy was evidently hell bent on fucking me as hard as I had
fucked him. What I didn't know was if he knew how much I loved what he was
doing to my body or not. It really didn't matter, however, because I could
tell he was loving every second of what he was feeling. His cock was
getting harder and thicker in my ass and I knew he was not going to be able
to hold on to this pace for very long. I felt him reach down and grab hold
of my cock. His hand was still slick from greasing my hole and his cock, so
his hand felt really good! He jacked my cock at the same rhythm with which
he was pile driving my butt.

"Yeah! Fuck me! Pound my fuckin' hole! Ram your fuckin' cock in me! Shoot
your fuckin' load deep in my butt!" I growled.

Evidently, this was all the impetus he needed because his cock immediately
swelled and I could feel it twitch as it delivered volley after volley of
young cum deep in my hole. This, along with his hand sliding up and down my
cock, triggered my orgasm and I shot my load onto the sheets below me.

Troy collapsed on my back, breathing hard. I slowly lowered the two of us
until I was laying flat out on the bed and he was laying on my back, his
cock still half-hard and buried in my ass. I could feel my own wet cum on
the bed underneath me but I didn't give a fuck. That was one of the most
physically satisfying fucks I'd ever had in my life. It suddenly hit me
that it would probably be a good thing not to keep that information to
myself like my male inclinations dictated. I figured Troy could use that
information to help him get over any residual feelings of 'not being good
enough' for me.

"That was just about the best fuck I've ever had in my life." I murmured to
him.

I felt his body tremble at my words and his cock jumped in my ass.

"You aren't just saying that, are you?" he asked quietly.

"Fuck no! You are really one great fucker! You didn't know that?" I asked.

"How could I? I never fucked anyone before you!" he said.

"Oh, yeah. Sorry! I forgot that. It's just your so fucking good at it, I
keep forgetting you've never done any of this shit before. Must be natural
talent." I said.

"You really liked it?" he asked again.

"No, I really LOVED it! Just the way I really love you." I said.

I felt his lips at my neck and shoulder and his hands slowly stroking my
body. I also felt his cock begin to grow in my ass again!

"Oh, fuck! I've awakened the monster!" I said in mock-horror.

"And you know what price you have to pay when you wake the monster, don't
you?" he whispered in my ear.

"No, but I can guess." I smiled.

He was more gentle this time. He slowly began sliding his cock in and out
of my hole. Now, I'd never been able before to take getting fucked after I
cum. My ass is too painful and sensitive. But he had shot so much cum up my
butt that his cock just seemed to glide in and out of my hole. I found that
if I kept my hole relaxed, the feeling was just awesome! It didn't push me
towards cumming. It just felt so comfortable. I really loved the feelings
he was creating inside of me.

I think some of it had to do with the fact that it was Troy. I really loved
giving him pleasure. I loved all the sounds he made and the feel of his
tensing muscles as he drove towards orgasm. I moaned at the feelings that
we were creating in each other. I didn't need to get off, but I was bound
and determined to help him get off. I was riding a wave of his pleasure
second-hand and loving every minute of it.

He was able to hold off cumming longer than usual. Well...longer is a
relative term. He was still 17 and didn't have a lot of control. Mostly the
control he had was the fact that this would be his third orgasm in about
half an hour. But I liked the slower, more comfortable pace of this fuck.
Not that him pounding his cock into my ass with all his young strength
wasn't exciting as hell. But that wasn't just a fuck. This time, he really
made love to my body. I could feel him licking and sucking at the skin on
my back, neck and shoulders. I could hear his soft sighs and moans as he
moved his cock around inside me. And I joined him in those.

"God! You ass is incredible! Nothing has ever felt this good to my cock! I
could fuck you all day!" he said.

"And with the gentle fuck you're giving me, I could let you fuck me all
day." I said.

"You are so fucking amazing!" he said.

"I'm not doing anything, Troy. It's all you, lover. I'm just laying here,
loving every thing you're doing." I sighed.

"Is that how you think of me?" he asked quietly, stopping with his cock
buried in my ass.

"What do you mean?" I asked, wondering what this was all about.

"Do you think of me as your lover?" he asked.

"Of course I do! You're the man I love who loves me. What else would you
be?" I asked.

"It's just you've never said it before." he whispered.

"Then I'm sorry. I should have. Yes. That is what you are to me. You are my
lover." I assured him. "Want me to buy you a ring?" I joked.

He laughed at this for a second. And then he got very quiet.

"Would you do that?" he asked.

"What? Buy you a ring? If that's what you want, of course I will." I said.

"I would like something that you gave me that showed that I belonged to
you." he said quietly.

It was at that moment that I realized that Troy was not just a beautiful,
loving guy, but a romantic one as well! I should have guessed that.

"Then tomorrow, that's what we'll do. I'll buy you a ring." I said.

I must have said the right thing because I felt his cock twitch in my butt
when I said it. I wondered yet again what kind of horrible ordeal Troy's
real Dad must have gone through to turn him into a man who would beat a
loving, gentle boy like this. I would cut off my own arm before I'd ever
raise a hand to him.

Troy began fucking me again, his movements slow and easy. Again I settled
into the comfortable rhythm of his fucking. So comfortable, I almost fell
asleep! Now that was a first! But just about that time, he began to speed
up and I knew he was about to blow. I began moving my ass and clenching and
unclenching my ass muscles to make the fuck even hotter for him. He moaned
at each thing I did and continued to speed up until, at last, I felt his
body go rigid and his cock begin pumping yet another load up my ass. I
heard strangled little cries come from him until finally, he shouted.

"Oh! FFFUUUCCCKKK!!!"

He then collapsed on my back again. And there we lay. After a little while
we both drifted off to sleep. Me with him on my back still and his cock
still buried in my ass. We slept for a while, probably only a few
minutes. When I woke, he was gently pulling his still half-hard cock out of
my ass. He moved off my back until he was laying next to me. I rolled over
facing him and took him in my arms and kissed him.

"Mmm! You smell so good!" I said, his scent rising between us. "You smell
like male and sex and Troy! My three favorite scents!"

"Yeah! I love the smell of you right now, too!" he smiled.

"Then we'd better head downstairs and take a shower." I said.

"Why?" he asked, confused by my suggestion.

"If we are at the point of really loving the scent of each other - then I'm
sure anyone, including you mom, will be able to smell us as well and not
have to guess at what we've been up to!" I laughed.

He grinned sheepishly. "Shit! I never would have thought of that!"

"That's ok. Your too young to have a mind as devious as mine!" I laughed.

He pulled me towards him and kissed me deeply.

"You're not devious. I see right through you! You are really this gentle,
soft romantic guy who tries to hide it most of the time." he said.

"I could say the very same thing about you." I said.

"But we weren't talking about me. I was talking about you." he insisted.

"Yes, I know. You're right. But you have to understand how I got that
way. I haven't told you about Melissa's mother, my ex-wife." I said.

"What about her? Melissa said you guys got divorced a long time ago." he
said.

"Yes, it was ten years ago. For you and Melissa, that's a long time
ago. For me, it's almost like yesterday. It was a horrible marriage. I was
your age when I got her pregnant with Melissa and, stupidly thinking I was
doing the right thing, I married her. Everybody told me I was crazy, that
the marriage would never last but I was too fucking hard-headed to listen."
I told him.

"But you were in love with her!" he said.

"The fuck I was! I didn't love her. I was still involved with Randy then!
Hell, Randy introduced us. I spent one night with her. I figured I would
try having sex with a woman so that I wouldn't want Randy anymore. I wanted
to be straight. I couldn't admit that I wasn't. Well, I fucked her!  And I
fucked up. Not thinking, I didn't use any precaution and she wasn't on the
pill. Two months later she was pregnant with Melissa. I didn't love her but
I felt very responsible for this baby that we had created. I wanted
children! It was always my dream to be a father. I was hoping for a
son. But then Melissa was born, and I fell in love with the only female I
will ever love." I said.

"So what happened?" he asked.

"Our sex life was awful. I didn't want her. And she didn't really want
me. What she wanted was just about every guy in town. She fucked around on
me throughout our whole marriage. I found out later that she even tried to
put the make on Randy after we were married! He wouldn't have anything to
do with her. I went to work to support her and Melissa but she wouldn't
lift a finger!  She wouldn't take care of Melissa, she'd just drop her with
anybody. I thought she was out with her girlfriends like she told me she
was. I finally came home one night and my daughter was sitting in her room
while my wife fucked some guy in our bed. She hadn't fucked me for almost a
year! I took my daughter and left that night. I filed for divorce the next
day. She never even asked for custody of Melissa. She just wanted money to
get out of town. My parents gave her $10,000 to leave and we've never heard
from her since."

I didn't realize it, but tears were pouring down my face. Troy took me in
his arms and put my head against his shoulder and stroked my hair. Rack up
another time when I needed him to be the strong one!

"God! I'm so sorry! I didn't know, Mike! I never would have brought it up
if I had. Melissa didn't make a big deal out of it." he said.

"Melissa doesn't remember a lot of it and, what she does remember, she
doesn't like to talk about." I explained. "But don't feel bad. I needed to
tell you that. I needed you to know about my life. You have a right to know
if you're going to be in a relationship with me."

"I would never, ever do something like that to you, Mike." Troy said
quietly. "I guess I'm not the only one who's been hurt in my life."

"No. Somewhere along the line we all end up getting hurt by someone we
love. All we can do is try very hard not to do it to anybody else." I
said. "But I trust you. We've both learned a lot about pain. Maybe we can
keep from doing it to each other."

"I'll try, Mike. I really will! I don't want to ever hurt you!" he swore.

"And I don't want to hurt you, Troy. And if we keep that in mind, we
won't." I said.

We kissed deeply to seal our promises to each other.

"Now, how about that shower, lover?" I asked and got the 'killer' smile.

"Can we use the Jacuzzi?" he asked.

"Sure! After we shower, though. We don't need this cum and lube in the
Jacuzzi."  I told him.

"That's cool!" he said.

"No." I laughed. "That's hot!"

And we both laughed as we got out of bed and pulled on some gym shorts for
the trip downstairs.  We didn't spend as much time in the shower this
time. I think I had finally sufficiently drained Troy's balls - at least
for the time being. I was sure he'd be ready for more sex by bedtime. Like
I should complain! I'd gone for more than 10 years without anything but my
hand. I counted my blessings. All two of them. A daughter who loved me more
than I had ever imagined, accepting this new relationship with happiness
for me. And this beautiful young male who found his way inside my defenses
and stole my heart.

Afterwards, I turned on the Jacuzzi and Troy and I sank naked into the
bubbling hot water. We both groaned at the relaxation that the jets of
water offered us. We sat together, our hands clasp under the water and just
gazed into each other eyes. I'm glad no one could see us because I'm afraid
that we would have not just shocked them, but we might have turned their
stomachs at all the mushy romanticism that was coming out of both of us! I
guess in some way, I was reliving, just a little, my own teen years. This
is what I would have loved to do with Randy. But there was no way we could
ever find to really reach each other emotionally. Our 'macho' images were
too strong to ever admit the kind of feelings we really had for each other.

But Troy was not Randy and I knew it. I loved Troy because of who he is,
not because he reminded me of anyone else. At his age, he was certainly
miles beyond where Randy and I had been in emotional development. He could
tell me that he loved me. He could be vulnerable with me and he could
handle me being vulnerable as well. Vulnerability was something that Randy
and I had never shown each other. I did have to wonder what would have
happened if we ever had?  But that was long ago. And I no longer needed to
regret what didn't happen then because I had something far better - and he
was sitting right next to me, his hand in mine.

Of course it was silly to expect us to just sit there holding hands for
very long. Before I knew it, Troy was in my arms and we were making out
like crazy! I couldn't believe it, but within moments I was hard as a rock!
And I could feel Troy's hard cock pressing against me as well. The only
difference was that we didn't seem to want to do anything about our
cocks. I was just enjoying having Troy in my arms and feeling the sexual
stimulation that was flowing through my body. I asked Troy if he wanted to
get off again but he just shook his head.

"No. I'm just feeling really good and I love the feeling of our cocks just
rubbing against each other." he said, smiling.

I smiled back. Well! He was capable of delayed gratification after all. I
guess he was really much more mature than I was at his age! But, I was so
proud of that fact that I leaned down and kissed him very hard and deep.

"What was that for?" he asked when we finally came up for breath.

"That was for being the most beautiful, loving and wonderful male I think
I've ever met!" I said.

And then he blushed. He really blushed! It wasn't the Jacuzzi. I actually
saw the deep red creep up his chest and cover his face just like a
thermometer! It was the most endearing thing I'd ever seen him do and my
heart lurched with the feelings that welled up inside me.

We spent a little more time, relaxing in the hot water and enjoying the
touch of each other. Then we got out and I was just about to dry off when I
heard Troy say, "No. Let me do it. Please?". He was standing there with a
towel in his hand and started caressing my skin with it. I luxuriated in
his touch and found that even this simple act of drying off could be turned
into erotic pleasure, at least when Troy was involved. After he dried me
off, I took a towel and returned the pleasure to him. Of course, it ended
with us wrapped in each other arms and our mouths pressed together in a
deep kiss.

We finally went upstairs and I fixed us something to eat. Again I was
reminded of the need to get a lot more groceries in the house, especially
for the next three weeks, as I watched him inhale a great quantity of
food. With his lean, muscular body, I wondered where the hell he put it
all, but then figured I'd been pretty much like him when I was his age. I
could remember my mother complaining constantly about me 'eating her out of
house and home'. Troy's appetite for food seemed as constant as his
appetite for sex! The wonder of a young male!

I had stuck his clothes from last night in the washer and dryer so they'd
be ready for him to wear when we went to his house to meet his mother. I
went to my bedroom and cleaned out a drawer in my dresser to give him some
room. I looked in the closet, but since I wasn't really all that into
clothes, there was plenty of space in there for anything he wanted to
bring.

About that time, Melissa came downstairs and I told her about the
arrangements for Troy staying with us for the next three weeks. I asked her
if she had any problems with it, and she told me that she didn't but was
somewhat concerned about Brian's reaction. She said she would just have to
wait and see, but that she felt she could handle things with him.

Finally, I went and got dressed. I figured pair of chinos and a polo shirt
should do. I guess I wanted to impress Troy's mother that I was 'safe' to
leave her son with - even if, according to common thought on the matter, I
was anything else but! I remembered a t-shirt I'd seen on a guy during
television coverage of the Gay Pride march in New York City that said "I'm
The Guy Your Mother Warned You About!". And while I wasn't a child-raper or
anything, I did realize that until Troy reached the 'age of consent' in six
months, what I was doing was illegal.

I was sitting on the bed, half dressed, having these dark thoughts when
Troy walked into the room. He stood over me for a minute, assessing me.

"What's the matter? Having second thoughts about having me here?" he asked.

I reached up and grabbed his waist, pulling him close to me until he was
standing between my legs. I wrapped my arms around him and pressed my head
against his hard abs.

"No! Never! Just thinking about what might happen if your mom finds out
what's really going on between us." I said.

He reached down and started stroking my hair again. His way of showing me
that he was ready to be the stronger one for a while.

"Something tells me that she wouldn't be too surprised." he said.

"You don't think so?"

"No. They say that 'mothers always know', especially with sons. I've
noticed that she doesn't take much interest in my dating. I've never heard
her talk about me getting married or giving her grandchildren. In fact,
I've heard her say just the opposite. She's always talking to me about not
rushing into a relationship with any of the girls I date and she constantly
is warning me about getting married too young. She keep telling me that I
still have a lot of living and learning to do before I find the right
person. And that's another funny thing. She never says find the right
'girl' or 'woman'. It's always the right 'person'."he said.

"I would say that your mother is a very smart woman. Her advice is very
good. She obviously does see you as too young to make a lifetime
commitment. How do you feel about that?" I asked, afraid of what I was
asking him because it was a lifetime commitment that I wanted from him.

"You know the answer to that. I think she's wrong. I knew I loved you
almost from the moment I met you and I knew very soon afterwards that I
wanted to spend the rest of my life with you. My mom is being
hypocritical." he said.

"How so?"

"She married Dad when she was 17. The same age I am. She knew she loved him
and wanted to spend the rest of her life with him. And she would have,
except for what happened to him. She still loves him. She won't date. She
won't even look at another man and I'll bet that she never does! Were it
not for what happened, she and my Dad would still be together. I think she
believes now that all relationships end like hers did. I know she's just
trying to protect me, but I don't need the protection! If ten years from
now, you would become a monster like my Dad, I would leave and it would
hurt. But I would still have had the ten good years to remember! She has
all the wonderful memories of her and my Dad together. Why shouldn't I have
the same thing?"

This was really quite a speech for Troy. I could see some of the pain he
had gone through but I could also begin to see how much thought and
reflection he'd put into dealing with that pain. I pulled him down on the
bed next to me and put my arms around him.

"I promise to do everything in my power to not become a monster. But if I
did, I'd want you to leave. I'd never want to hurt you. I think I'd rather
die than hurt you. I understand your mom's point of view to some extent,
but I also look back at when I was your age and know that you are much more
mature, much more emotionally stable than I was! Everything you've shown me
about yourself tells me that you are old enough to make a commitment to
someone. I just don't know exactly how to tell you how happy I am that it's
me you're making the commitment to." I said, leaning over and kissing him
gently on the cheek.

"Yes you do." he smiled. "Buy me a ring."

"I told you that tomorrow we will go out and buy you a ring. I
promise. And, yes, you're right.  That is a way to show you how happy I
am." I said.

"And...that I'm yours." he said, looking into my eyes with deep
earnestness.

"And that you're mine. Just like I'm yours. Hey! Don't I get a ring, too?"
I joked.

"I already have your ring. You get it when I get mine." he said.

"You're kidding right?" I asked.

When would he buy me a ring? Why would he buy me a ring. Better yet, where
did he get the money to buy me a ring?

"No more questions." he said, putting his finger to my lips. "You'll just
have to wait and see."

Then he removed his finger and kissed me. I forgot everything as his kiss
took me to places that I wanted to go again and again. By the time our lips
parted, I could barely remember my own name, much less what we had been
talking about. No one had ever kissed me like Troy! His kisses were magic!
Intense, erotic, sexual magic that caused the blood to rush through my
veins and also caused the most embarrassing tensing of muscles within my
body. But I didn't care! I just didn't want him to stop.

"Let me get dressed now. We don't want to be late." I said.

Troy got up off the bed and went to leave the bedroom when he stopped.

"Ok, just remember one thing - you're mine!" he said, turning back from the
door "You can't date my mom!" and then he laughed.

The End of Part 5 of MY DAUGHTER'S EX BOYFRIEND

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