Date: Fri, 19 Aug 2011 13:54:39 -0400
From: Sam Sheppard <samsheppard2011@gmail.com>
Subject: A Ride in the Rain 3

Warning, this story contains explicate content involving sexual activity
between a man and underage boys.

The characters and events of the story are fictional and are not based on
any real person(s) alive or dead.  The author of this story believes that
such events should not take place, but acknowledges that many adults will
enjoy reading them.  As always comments are welcome.

A Ride in the Rain 3

Lying there I kept thinking about how tomorrow would go when we spoke with
Enoch's mother.  I had visions of her freaking out, calling the cops and me
being led out of work in handcuffs.  I tried to believe Enoch when he said
she'd actually be alright with her son moving in with me.  Maybe she
wouldn't realize just what was going on and assume that I was simply being
a Good Samaritan and looking out for a kid in trouble.  I knew we had to
call her and discuss the situation, since there were a myriad of issues
that needed to be taken care of if Enoch wasn't going to be living at home
with his mother.  But it didn't make it any less anxiety provoking.  It
must have been about 3 in the morning when I finally fell asleep.

The alarm went off and I lay there debating about calling in sick, but I
had a ton of things to look after so I did the responsible thing and slid
out of bed, trying not to wake the sleeping boy beside me.  I sort of fell
into the shower, letting the water run into my face in an attempt to unglue
my eyelids.  I was so tired I didn't even have my usual morning hard on.  I
used the toilet and then shaved, ending up looking like I'd just run my
face through a meat grinder.  I found my way to my closet and slowly got
dressed, kissed Enoch on the head and headed off to work.

The day went by in a haze.  Fortunately my last client of the day
rescheduled and I was able to head home a bit early.  When I got home,
Enoch came to the door and gave me a hug and a kiss.

"Can we go swimming?" he asked.

"Buddy, I couldn't swim if my life depended on it today.  I'm way too
tired, but I'll go down to the pool with you and you can swim and then we
can grab a steam after.  How's that sound?"

"That'd be cool," he replied.

"OK.  Why don't you go put on your trunks and we'll go."

I went into my room and changed into some swim trunks and then Enoch and I
went out and took the elevator to the recreation centre.  I sat in one of
the chairs while I watched Enoch splash around in the water. Sometimes he
seemed so grown up, but then at times like this, the little boy in him came
out and he played like he hadn't a care in the world.  It was wonderful to
watch.  About 10 minutes later another young kid joined Enoch in the pool,
and his mother came over and sat in one of the chairs.  He and Enoch
introduced themselves and began fooling around in the water.  We watched
the boys as they horsed around and I turned and introduced myself.

"Hi.  It looks like the boys are having a good time.  My name's Sam."

"Yeah, it didn't take Dylan long to find someone to play with.  My name's
Darlene."

"Nice to meet you, Darlene.  I haven't seen you around before.  Have you
lived here for a while?"

"No, we just moved in a couple of weeks ago.  Dylan, that's my son, was
worried that he wouldn't have anyone to hang around with.  We didn't know
if there were many kids in the building.  At least we know there's someone
he can goof around with.  How old's your son?"

"Enoch's fourteen, but he's my nephew, not my son.  He's staying with me
for a while.  You said your son's name's Dylan?  How old is he?"

"Dylan's going to be fourteen next month.  He hates that he has to have me
come down to the pool with him, but the rules say no one under fourteen's
allowed in the pool alone.  Maybe he and Enoch can come down together."

"Yeah, fourteen year old boys don't want to be seen hanging around with
their mothers.  I remember how I felt about it."

"Sam, could I ask you a favour?"

"Sure.  Ask away."

"I hate to ask this, but it'd make my life so much easier if you'd keep an
eye on Dylan while you're down here with Enoch."

"Sure.  I'm not going anywhere and the guys are having a good time.  We're
going to hit the sauna after.  Is that alright for Dylan?"

"Oh yeah, he likes the sauna.  Thank you, Sam.  I really appreciate it.
Just send him upstairs when you're done."

"No problem.  What floor are you on?  We're in 2406." I said.

"We're in 2209.  Thank you again."

"Don't worry about it," I replied.

Darlene called Dylan over to the edge and told him she was leaving and that
I was in charge and to be good.  He waved to me as she left and I nodded
back.  The boys went back to splashing and generally horsing around.  As
they did, I took a good look at Dylan.  He was around 5'2" tall, with
longish strawberry-blonde hair parted in the middle.  He had blue eyes and
a small button nose with a bunch of freckles across it and onto his cheeks.
His chest was smooth and flat, with just the start of some slight
definition and small, dime-sized nipples.  He still had a slight bit of
baby fat on his abdomen and a cute little innie belly button.  He had long
thin arms and legs with what appeared to be some downy hair.  His swim
trunks were baggy and hid any indication of the rest of him.

Dylan and Enoch were having a great time with each other and I was pleased
that Enoch had found someone his age to goof around with.  But we had to
get upstairs and make the call to his mother.  I was about to call them out
of the pool when they climbed out and Enoch said he wanted to try the
sauna.  I said that was OK and we went into the men's change room and into
the sauna.  It wasn't very hot inside so I dumped some water on the rocks
and we had loads of steam and heat very quickly.  Pretty soon we were all
sweating like crazy and after about 10 minutes I told the boys that was
enough.  We got out and got ready to have a shower.

I undressed before the boys and wrapped a towel around my waist and headed
to the shower.  Enoch and Dylan hesitated but slowly got undressed and
joined me in the showers.  Dylan's little cock looked about 3 – 3.5
inches long, was uncircumcised with a few wispy golden hairs at the base.
His small scrotum hung down about the same length as his penis with a pair
of testicles the size of large marbles.  His behind, however, was stunning;
tight, the size of 5 pin bowling balls, with the cutest dimples and no sign
of a tan on them at all.  I finished showering quickly, concentrating on
anything other than Dylan's sweet ass and went back out to get dressed
leaving the boys alone to finish.  When I'd finished dressing, I called for
the boys to hurry up and get dressed.  Both came out, laughing and playing
grabass and got dressed.  Enoch asked if Dylan could come up to our place,
but I had to remind him that we had to make the phone call, so they made
arrangements to meet after Dylan got home from school tomorrow.

We took Dylan upstairs to their unit and when Darlene answered the door I
checked to make sure it was OK for Dylan to come to our suite tomorrow,
letting her know that I wouldn't be home until around 6.  She didn't seem
to mind as long as I was OK with it, which I was.  The boys said goodbye
and Dylan thanked me for keeping an eye on him and we left.

We got back to our suite and had a quick discussion about what Enoch was
going to say to his mother and then made the call.  He explained to her
that he wasn't going to come back as long as George (her husband) was there
and that he wanted to live here with me.  That he felt safe here and that
she needed to sign some papers that would allow me to look after him and
get him into school.  He explained that I was looking after him and had a
good job and could afford having him here.  Then he handed the phone to me.
His mom was, understandably, concerned about my intentions and wanted to
make sure I wasn't going to "take advantage" of him.  I explained that I
was concerned about him and what would happen to him if he wasn't living
here, that the foster system could be very damaging and I didn't want to
see him hurt.  I assured her that I would look out for his best interests
and that he was a great kid who I was very fond of.  Then she said to me,
"Sam, one of the reasons that he and my husband had such a problem is that
George, my husband, can be very narrow minded and Enoch's lifestyle was too
much for him to handle.  He just couldn't accept having a gay stepson.  I
hope that you can accept it and help Enoch be happy."

You could have knocked me over with a feather.  Enoch had never said a word
about being gay.  We'd have to talk about it.  I assured her that I wasn't
concerned about Enoch being gay and that would have no effect on my wanting
to take care of him and have him live with me.  We talked a bit more about
the logistics of him living here and then she said she'd be willing to sign
a permanent guardianship agreement.  I told her I'd have my lawyer fax it
to her tomorrow and she could have her lawyer check it.  I'd have my lawyer
register it once she'd signed it and sent it back and she agreed to get it
done quickly.  I told her I'd get Enoch registered for school so he could
start next week.  She sounded satisfied when we finished speaking and ended
the call.

Enoch was sitting on the couch on pins and needles.  I turned to him and
said, "Well, your mom says she's satisfied that you're in a safe home and
so she's going to sign the agreement..."  He yelled and jumped up.  "Hang
on," I said, "She said a few more things that we need to talk about.
First, she wanted to make sure I'm not taking advantage of you, and I know
what she meant by that, so I need to know that anything that happens
between us is completely what you want.  I'll never do anything you don't
want me to.  And the other thing she told me was that one of the problems
between you and George is that you're gay.  Why didn't you say anything
about that to me?"

Enoch looked shocked and then angry.  "She had no right to say anything to
you about that."

"Enoch, I'm not upset about it.  I just don't understand why you didn't
tell me.  Were you worried that I wouldn't want you to stay?  Did you think
it would change the way I feel about you?"

He calmed down and slumped into the couch.  "Sam, I don't know if I'm gay
or not.  And yes, I was afraid that if I told you, you wouldn't want me
here."

"OK.  Let's take this one thing at a time.  First, I don't care if you're
gay or not.  I'm concerned about you and I care about you and like I said
before, this is your home as long as you want it to be.  Second, why would
your mother think you're gay?"

Enoch looked at me and said, "My mom was out at work and George came home
early one day and found me and my friend Mike fooling around in my room.
We were jerking each other.  He got really upset and kicked Mike out and
then started beating me up, calling me names and telling me he didn't want
any faggot kid living under his roof.  And every chance he got he'd hit me
and call me a queer.  That's why I had to leave."

I sat there shaking my head.  "Well, it's over now.  You're going to be
living here and I'll never hit you, I promise.  If you're gay, so be it. It
doesn't matter to me and I'll support you completely if you are.  Next
week, we'll get you into school and as soon as I have the agreement, we'll
get everything else we need to set up done."  With that he came over and
gave me a hug.

And now it was time for dinner.  We ordered pizza and while we were waiting
he called Dylan to tell him that he might be staying permanently.  It
turned out that Dylan hadn't had dinner yet and Enoch asked if Dylan could
join us.  I told him to have Dylan check with his mom and if she said yes,
then it was fine with me.  There was a pause and Dylan came back on the
line and said Darlene had said he could come upstairs.  They hung up and in
less than five minutes Dylan was knocking at the door.  The boys
disappeared into Enoch's room and when the pizzas arrived, we all sat in
the living room and ate while we watched the Flames play the Ottawa
Senators.

At about 9 pm Dylan had to go home, but the boys confirmed their
arrangement to get together tomorrow after school.  Enoch joined me on the
couch to finish watching the game and then, because I was so tired, I
decided to go to bed.  Enoch said he wanted to stay up a while, so I kissed
him goodnight and went to bed.  I fell asleep immediately.  I slept for
about 4 hours and then woke up for some reason.  I noticed that the living
room light was still on, so I went out to turn it off, assuming Enoch had
forgotten to when he went to bed.  When I got to the living room, I was
surprised to see Enoch sleeping on the couch.  He'd apparently fallen
asleep while watching TV, but when I got closer, I noticed he had his penis
in his hand.  I looked at the channel he'd been watching and realized he'd
found one of the porn channels and figured he'd fallen asleep while
masturbating to one of the movies.  I didn't want to embarrass him so I
backed out of the room and made enough noise to wake him before I
re-entered the living room, giving him enough time to pull himself
together.

"Hey buddy," I said, "It's almost 4 in the morning.  You need to get to
bed."  I steered him to his bedroom, helped him get undressed and under the
covers, kissed his forehead and went back to bed.

The alarm woke me up as usual and as usual got smacked with my fist.  I
rolled out of bed, hit the can, shaved and showered.  As I dried off, my
cell phone rang.  I looked at the time and wondered who'd be calling me at
7:15 in the morning.  When I answered the call, it was my answering service
notifying me that my first two appointments had had to cancel.  That meant
I didn't have to be in until 10 am, so I wrapped my towel around myself and
went to the kitchen for some tea and then sat and watched the news.  At
around 8:30 Enoch came into the room rubbing his eyes.

"What are you doing up?" I asked him.

"I was dreaming that my mom had signed the papers and you were adopting me
and I was so excited I woke up."  He joined me in the oversize chair I was
sitting in, sitting in my lap and putting his arm around my neck.  "When
are you going to send her the papers?" he asked excitedly.

"I'm calling my lawyer at around 10 and he'll have them over to her lawyer
this afternoon, so she should sign them either later today or tomorrow.
We'll probably get them back tomorrow afternoon."  Enoch was so excited he
was fidgeting and since I was wearing nothing but a towel and he was
wearing nothing at all, it didn't take long before my cock was hard and
poking him.

He reached down and grasped my cock through the towel and started rubbing
it.  He slid off me and knelt on the floor in front of me.  He pulled the
towel away from my waist and let it fall leaving me totally naked in front
of him.  Enoch then leaned forward and took my cock in his mouth, sliding
his lips up and down my shaft.  Watching this beautiful 14 year old boy
kneeling in front of me with my cock in his mouth was intoxicating, but I
wanted to suck him as well, so I moved him off of me and got down on the
floor, positioning us in a sixty-nine, with him kneeling with his knees on
either side of my head.  As he went back to sucking me, I reached up and
grasping both of those glorious cheeks, pulled him down slightly so I could
take his hard penis in my mouth.  We licked and sucked each other for a
while, but I couldn't take it any longer.  I had to have his exquisite ass.
I put Enoch on his stomach, spread his long, strong legs and started
kissing his gorgeous white globes.  As I kissed and licked all over his
ass, I spread his legs and cheeks so I could have access to his hole.  Once
I had his cute pink pucker exposed I wasted no time in sliding my tongue
right over and across it.  I spent what felt like an hour kissing, licking
and tonguing his sweet ass and his hole.  Enoch was writhing on the floor
and moaning throughout the whole thing.  Spreading those coltish legs even
further, I slid my tongue farther down his perineum and toward his nicely
developing scrotum.  I licked across the back of it and took first one and
then the other of his firm cum-filled spheres into my mouth and ran my
tongue all around each.

Then I rolled him back onto his back and dove down onto his ramrod hard
cock, swallowing it all at once.  As I bobbed my head on his cock, I
slipped a finger up against his hole and wiggled it, tickling his anus.
Enoch let out a moan as I did.  I kept applying pressure with my finger and
soon the tip of it slipped past his sphincter and into his hole.  He let
out a high pitched squeal at that.  I licked down his hard shaft to the
base and then onto his soft scrotum, feeling the few hairs there tickle my
lips and tongue and tongued each of his firm little balls and he started
squirming on the floor.  I worked my way back up to the head of his cock,
slid my lips down to the base and began sucking Enoch for all I was worth.
He was moaning loudly now.  As I sucked him, I continued to apply pressure
to my finger and it soon slid all the way into Enoch's ass.  I could feel
his small prostate and as I could feel him approaching orgasm, I wriggled
my finger against his little nubbin, causing him to completely lose
control.  His legs shot out straight, his ass clenched on my finger, his
cock got even harder and I could feel the tube on the underside throbbing.

"Oh fuuck, Sam, that's awesome, oh shit, so good, oh fuck, oh fuck, I'm
gonna cum, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh FUCK, OHHHH FFFFUUUUCCCCCKKKKK," and with
that I felt Dylan's hot cum blast onto my tongue.  He let loose with 3 or 4
blasts and his cock stayed rigid, so I kept my mouth latched onto it until
it finally began to soften and then let it slip from my mouth.  Enoch was
breathing hard and his eyes were closed.  I licked my lips and swallowed
every drop of his cum.

Unfortunately, I now had to get dressed and get to work, so I jumped up and
headed into my bedroom, leaving my "nephew" lying on the floor in a
semi-dazed state.  I got washed, dressed and ready to head out to work.  As
I walked into the living room to say goodbye, Enoch was just getting up off
the floor.  He came over to me and gave me a passionate kiss that lasted a
full 5 minutes.  It was incredibly difficult to leave for work, but I had
to.  I told him I'd be home around 6, kissed him again and left.

As soon as I got to work I called my friend, the lawyer, and told him we'd
discussed a guardianship agreement with Enoch's mom and she was willing to
sign it.  I asked him to get it over to her as quickly as possible and he
assured me it would be there this morning.  He said he's call as soon as he
had received it back from her.  I then spent the rest of the day
concentrating on work and by 5 was wrapping up some final points on a
contract for one of our clients.

As I pulled into our parking lot, my cell phone rang.  It was the lawyer
and when I answered it he said he'd just spoken with Enoch's mom's lawyer
and had been told that she'd been in and signed the agreement, but he
wouldn't have it until tomorrow morning, but that it was official, I was
now Enoch's guardian.  He congratulated me and said he'd call in the
morning when he got the agreement and had it filed.  I hurried upstairs
with the good news for Enoch and entered the suite. I didn't see him
anywhere, so I went to my bedroom and got into some casual clothes.  As I
was heading to the living room, I heard some sounds coming from Enoch's
room.  His door wasn't completely closed so I slowly opened it and was
entranced by what I saw.  Enoch and his new friend Dylan were on Enoch's
bed, naked and in a sucking each other's cock.  I stood there watching,
neither boy being in a position to see me.  It was so tempting to just walk
over and join them, but it would have freaked Dylan out and would have been
an invasion of Enoch's space, so after watching for a minute, I backed out
of the room, closed the door softly, stood there listening to them moaning
for a while, and went and opened the front door.  I closed it firmly enough
to make noise and then called out to let Enoch know I was home.  I walked
straight to my room and waited there until the boys came out of Enoch's
room and said hello.  They were so cute.  Neither realized that their hair
was all messed up, that their lips were puffy and that Dylan's shirt was
only partly tucked in.  If I hadn't walked in on them, I would still have
known what they'd been up to.

I asked them if they'd had fun and they both blushed.  I asked them if they
were hungry and, of course, they were.  So I suggested that Dylan call
Darlene to see if he could come out for dinner with us.  I looked at Enoch
and said that it would be a celebration dinner and Enoch got really
excited.  When Dylan called Darlene and asked, she asked to speak to me.
She wanted to make sure that Dylan wasn't being a pain and I assured her
that he was welcome to join us any time, so she agreed.

We all piled into the car and went to one of the neighbourhood steak places
(what's a celebration without some great Alberta beef?) and I told Enoch
that the papers were signed and that we'd have them tomorrow.  He was so
happy, he jumped up and gave me a hug and sat there beaming for the rest of
the meal.  We explained to Dylan that Enoch had been living with me
temporarily until we got some things sorted out, but that now he'd be there
permanently.

After dinner we drove home and the boys asked if Dylan could sleep over on
Friday night?  I said of course, as long as his mom agreed.  We all went
upstairs; Dylan getting off at his floor and by the time we got to our
door, the phone was ringing.  It was Dylan letting us know Darlene had said
he could stay on Friday.  I sat Enoch down in the living room and told him
we needed to chat quickly.

"Tomorrow, we need to get you registered for school, so I'm going to take
the afternoon off so we can get that done.  I should be home by 1:00 so I
need you to be ready to leave by then, OK?"  I was going to say something
about keeping his door closed when he had friends over, but decided it
would only embarrass him, so I didn't bother.

"Is that it?" he asked excitedly.

"Yeah, that's all I can think of."

He jumped up, ran to me and threw his arms around me, squeezing me tightly.
"It's official; you really are my Uncle now."  And then he kissed me.