Date: Mon, 3 Nov 2014 01:32:08 -0800 From: Ryan Michael Subject: Best Christmas Present 6 THE FOLLOWING CONTAINS SEXUALLY EXPLICT ACTS BETWEEN AN UNDERAGE BOY AND AN ADULT MALE. THIS STORY IS NON-FICTIONAL, ALTHOUGH LOCATIONS AND NAMES HAVE BEEN CHANGED FOR SAFETY REASONS. IF SUCH MATERIAL IS OFFENSIVE TO YOU OR IS ILLEGAL FOR YOU TO READ OR POSSES THEN PLEASE MOVE ON. ALSO THIS STORY HAS SOME GRAPHIC DESCRIPTIONS OF BODILY FUNCTIONS, IF THAT IS GROSS TO YOU THEN PLEASE MOVE ON. IF YOU ENJOY THIS STORY AND THE OTHERS ON THIS SITE THAN PLEASE DON'T FORGET TO DONATE SO THIS GREAT SITE CAN STAY ONLINE. IF YOU WANT TO COMMENT YOU CAN EMAIL ME AT RYANJASONMICHAEL@YMAIL.COM The Best Christmas Present I Ever Got Part VI The drive from San Francisco to Los Angeles can be a long and boring one. From San Jose to the L.A. county line there's not much to see other than farms. It can also mean long stretches of nowhere to stop and relieve one's self, which with a 7 and 6 year old boy can be quite a challenge, because they are still in that no I don't need to go potty to that I need to go really bad phase, and can't control it like older boys can. We had made a rest stop about 45 minutes earlier when we first got into the long straight stretch of road between Northern and Southern California. We were coming up to another stop, and one in which I was about at the point that I could use another tank of gas, so I pulled off, and as I was filling up escorted the boys to the bathroom. I told both of them I don't want to hear it you both are going to at least try and pee, and try they did both only managing to squeeze out a few drops from the hairless nice creamy white with tan lines just above and around boy penises. We got back in the truck and started to make our way home, me knowing it would be about another 40 miles till we could stop, and would get a proper meal. About 30 minutes in Jimmy let out a yelp that he needed to go poop and now. I told him he need to hold it for about 10 more minutes, and he said he couldn't. I told him he had no choice, but the thoughts from the night before continued to race through my mind. Seeing his hole covered in brown fecal matter and how much of a turn on that was. The only that I wished was that there was a remote place for us to pull off so we could show little Davy how much fun dirty poop play could be. Jimmy meant it when he said he couldn't hold and needed to go now, as it was about less than a minute later that the entire car was engulfed with the smell of what Jimmy had just dropped in his pants. The car reeked of his odor and as much complaining as Davy did I couldn't have been harder knowing the mess that was in Jimmy's pants and who would be responsible for cleaning up that mess. Fortunately the next exit had a Wal-Mart along with several restaurants, which meant taking him into the men's room and getting him cleaned up would be a lot easier (of course still the thought was in my mind of how hot it would to have Jimmy standing over me his legs spread, Davy's little head bobbing up and down the shaft of his penis, as he shat on my chest and I jacked off). The Wal-Mart that we went to had a family restroom, and I figured clean up would be easier in there than in the actual men's room. We went and bought Jimmy an exact replica pack of underwear to the angry bird ones he had on and went to get him cleaned up. When I saw the mess that he had dropped in his pants it made me wish even more that there had been that place to pull off, but instead I figured that cleanup would be funnier if I used my tongue and did so as Davy gave him a blow job. Once we had gotten Jimmy as clean as could be we grabbed burgers at one of the restaurants at the rest stop. After dinner was done we would finish the long trek back home. The boys would last about another 30 minutes in the car before they both past out for the night in the backseat. I spent the last hour of the drive in silence thinking just how lucky I was to have such a special boy like Jimmy in my life, and thinking how much I would miss him if I didn't get to be at his school the next year. I decided right there that there was no harm in telling a little white lie to my boss, and tell her that I wasn't going to have a parking pass the next year because of cost and that I'd need to be able to walk to work, which was only possible if I stayed at the same site. The rest of the summer went by lightning quick. I went a few times to lunch with my brothers and Jimmy and his mom. Fortunately my boss had decided on her own that there was no real need for me to be at a different site, so I would get to stay at the same site with Jimmy and even Davy. I went back a few weeks early to be there when Jimmy started school, but we were still out. I would end up taking him home from school every single day that year as his mom had gotten a promotion and had more responsibilities at the hospital. I know the change upset Jimmy because he got to see even less of the one parent who had constantly been there for him. On the upside we got to spend tons of alone time with each other, and had lots of fun. However, before I knew it was June yet again and I was graduating. I was uncertain about my future. Certainly I didn't want to leave everyone I had met the last 5 years at school. Some kids were younger than me and still had one more year, but then I was ready to be a big part of my brothers' lives once again like when they were even younger and little boys. They were no longer the little boys that I had left 5 years ago, and while certainly the relationship between us had changed in what they needed from me I was still their big brother and most importantly their role model. Plus, I knew it wouldn't be long before they no longer thought their older brother was cool and wanted nothing to do with me, and while I wasn't hesitant to move back home I wanted to be as much a part of their life as I could before they no longer wanted anything to do with their older brother. Jimmy and I had over the last year and half formed an amazing bond and I often thought of him like a third little brother, but inside me I still knew that chances were eventually we'd get caught, and I needed to distance myself from the most special boy I had ever met. Plus, if nothing else I knew it was only an hour between my parents and where Jimmy lived. However, it would be not long after my graduation that Jimmy dad would terminate his parental rights, finally allowing his mom do to what she always wanted to do, which was move closer to her mom and dad in Kansas. About three months after I graduated right as he was ready to start 4th grade Jimmy and his mom would move, and that would be the last time I ever saw and heard from that oh so special boy.